.I don’t know how but it felt g..g.. good”.Rajashree giggled, she was enjoying Rahul’s innocence and ignorance. “Well, you sure did feel good ...eeing them. You are growing up and they are still in pretty good shape”.At this, Rahul looked confused but seeing his mother’s cleavage, his expressions changed, Rajashree had completely unbuttoned her shirt and was removing it. She was wearing a violet colored bra today. Rahul was eager to see his mother’s breasts free from the clutches of the bra.When. Perfect.I scrolled through my phone as the music played and the heat of the day slowly dropped away. My mind drifted as I relaxed, stopping to think about what my wife and her sister were doing on their weekend away. Likely sitting on a bar patio, having a few glasses of wine and flirting with the locals. The thought of it aroused me.I pulled up a few porn videos and watched some hotwife and threesomes as my cock hardened and the music played in the background. Thinking of her with someone. Who’d prefer a bare pate over a manly mane? I might as well be dead!’ 5. The Upward Turn: ‘Well, I guess it isn’t too bad, black guys seem to get around totally shorn, I’ll follow their ebon example. And if that don’t pan out well….there’s always paper bags.’ 6. Working Through: ‘I’ll just have to aim for the girls who have absolutely no standards…all three hundred pounds of them.’ 7. And finally, Acceptance : ‘ Well, I can always staple a hat to my head….’ Now? Twelve gleaming skulls lined. “Tony?!” “Becky?” was all I could say. “It’s been twenty years,” she said. “WHAT are YOU doing here?” “I’m in town all week for business. Yes, it has been years since college!” Becky and I had gone to the same university and had been in a couple of organizations together. As I recalled, she had always been pretty religious and had dated within her crowd of friends. At one time, way back then, I had recalled thinking that she was hiding a very sexy body under her heavy sweaters. We had been.