As I came down the drive I saw that mom's car was not there so she was obviously out somewhere. The house was quiet, as I grabbed a glass of juice in ...he kitchen and headed upstairs to take a shower.Stripping off I dumped my clothes in the laundry sack and went into the bathroom. As I pushed the door wide I gasped and stopped dead in my tracks, standing before me toweling herself dry was mom. As I gazed at her firm tits I couldn't help noticing how hard and stiff her nipples were and as I. Bill nodded and ticked my pace down from two miles per hour to one. “This isn’t for long. In a few days you’ll be used to it and ready to speed up. What you need to do now is focus on your stride and foot placement. At the slower speed you can concentrate on not limping. You want to train your leg to hit the stride in a natural manner or you’ll end up limping for the rest of your life.”“Thanks, Tony. Uh ... How do you know this stuff?”“We are both into physiology and kinesiology,” Tony. ’ ‘Ibis was the only option.’ ‘God, get off your ass and check her out, fuel and provision her. This is your charter. I’ll pack the supplies for you.’ ‘Thanks mom. As you say I need to get off my ass.’ The well-muffled diesel was turning over quietly when Jessie walked down on to the jetty ahead of the client in his SUV. ‘This is my daughter Farrah,’ Jessie said, as Farrah stepped out of the wheelhouse. ‘Farrah, this is Mr Raymond from Alton. ‘Jesus,’ gaped Mr Raymond. ‘Hi, get your stuff. She hailed from a tiny fishing village on the west coast of Scotland and had the cutest accent to prove it. She stood about five foot seven with a nice figure and had a pretty, slightly freckly face topped by the most glorious long red hair. (Why is it that red hair looks so terrible on men but wonderful on women?) I liked her a lot.And I am choosing my words here; "liked her a lot" does not mean "fancied her rotten". I suppose I felt quite paternal towards her. She had, strangely, never been.