My cell phone was now our band business phone, and I didn’t want to blow (sorry again) a gig because I was getting a lazy Sunday B.J. ‘Hello? Is ...his Freddy?’ asked a young, female voice. ‘Yes.’ I said, thinking the voice sounded familiar. ‘Hi! It’s Mindy! From yesterday?’ Then, more softly she added ‘You know, from the wedding?’ Holy shit! Mindy! She of the bubble-gum and flowered hair and sexy age bracket. Little Mindy who had blown me and received me and will always remember me as ‘the. Well, I am a proud mother fucker.I lost my dad when I was 10. He left mom and me unexpectedly but with a good amount of wealth to lead a smooth life. However, even after my dad’s demise my mom Lekha continued her profession as an HR in a private company.My mom and dad were very close to each other. Let alone fight, I never saw them even engaged in arguments. Losing a good companion was too much for my mom and she got into the habit of drinking. She never goes to bed without a minimum of two. He spent lots of time just watching my folds and petals, he played with my pubic hairs… He opened up my legs, turned me this way and the other. On the one hand I was pretty embarrassed feeling quite self conscious…but on the other hand…I was quite turned on by the situation and I am sure he could see the pearls of wetness gathering on my labia. I taught him how to masturbate me… how to rub my clitoris…and he became good at that… we experimented with different poses…which was better for. She went into the bathroom and waited to her her front door click before turning on the water.Susan was also enjoying a hot shower, but Maria was alongside and slowly lathering her newly restored head of blonde hair. Neither spoke, although Maria occasionally lowered her hands and lathered Susan’s entire torso. After a time, she turned and faced her niece.“Maria,” she said, water cascading down her face. “I want you to shave me. Shave my bush.”Maria glanced down at her tia and laughed.“I think.