It was always strange getting together with my mom. Though we had always gotten along like gangbusters, we could not be more different in so many ways... My mom was kind of the kind of woman you see at vegan restaurants, fair trade coffee shops, and new age stores. Though too young for the actual 60’s revolution, she was very much the ex-hippie. She would wear the peasant skirt and blouse combination, and even at 46 she could still pull it off. My mom’s body was just like a woman in her 40’s. Right in front of me was fine, heck, if they even wanted to they could do it right on our lawn in broad daylight then I’d set up a lemonade stand to sell drinks to all of the onlookers. Tammy laughed and laughed. She had known I would not be offended, but was used to conducting her romantic affairs rather privately, secrets and old habits died hard with her. She thanked me for being her friend and asked if she could be my friend and perhaps lover as well. She was NOT committed to Tiny (their. He had to trudge three blocks to the bus stop and wait for the bus to get through the horrendous morning traffic. She watched from a window until her husband was out of sight, then returned to the kitchen to put away the remnants of breakfast. It was as she was throwing away the coffee grounds that an idea came to her, a simple yet nice surprise for him, but she would need to wait before putting the idea into action. It was late afternoon when she emerged from the bath tub, her skin soft and. Jacob didn't know what to do orhow to transition to anything else but Leon did. He broke the kiss onlyfor a moment to scoop up the little Asian girl and carry her into thebedroom where he set her on the bed and climbed on top of her.Kissing continued until the heat was radiating from the two bodies andJacob got so caught up that he reached for Leon's belt, Leon leaned backand sat up on his knees to take off his shirt and let Rita get his beltundone. He smiled down at her before scooting back.