" Oh," I said with the full realization slamming into me of what my newcareer meant. This weekend was the only vacation I'd had from Sarah sinceschool...ended. What was I going to do when I didn't even get that muchnext year? I returned a smile to my mom that was much like hers. Shenodded her head in understanding of how I really felt. Spending theFourth of July with family was something we had done every year since Icould remember.It was with a solemn feeling that I helped carry the food that. It took all of her composure to look at his face.His hands reached out, touched the side of her breasts and cupped them, lifting them before letting them go; the palm of his hands sliding past her nipples causing them to become even more erect than they already were. They didn’t need much encouragement. The effect felt electric and she could feel the heat of friction spread outwards over her aureoles causing them to pucker.His hands once more reached out, this time to grasp her nipples. She. They chatted. Exchanged pleasantries, talked like the lovers they were to become. He basked in her glow and was amazed at how she held court, not missing a beat with the chat with him and the complete spell she had over the staff in the restaurant. The meal was fantastic, wellcooked and delivered by the unknowing slaves to her will They slowly drank their coffee and silent now he thought about the night ahead. A last farewell to the staff, a picture with her centre stage and the staff around. I ordered a Perrier and put on an ice princess hauteur: I didn't want her to see any sleazeballs hitting on her new daughter. Mom is an elegant, slim blond in her mid forties who looks younger. She would look about thirty if her Swedish skin hadn't absorbed too much LA sunshine. She has a great figure and stays in shape, and she has great fashion sense: she spent way too much time on Rodeo Drive for the good of our family's economic health. For two academics, my parents lived high: they lived.