And then our little fight started.Then I hit her on her hand. I grabbed her hand and start tickling on her waist. She started waving her hands and leg.... I tried to stop her but then I grabbed her from the back and started to pull her. And then she fell over me.And in that my hand touched her breast. She didn’t mind it. But I feel somehow good. Then I tried to hit on her breast whenever I tease her. As it was lunchtime she returned home. I asked her will she will come in the evening as I am. I grinned as I had the thought, sex had not been a taboo subject, hell I'd already lost my virginity to the mother of a friend of mine, but how the hell was I supposed to find a man for my mother? About the only thing she had shown any interest in since dad's death had been me and that had been in a sad, distracted way, but I couldn't do the deed.I'd been going around in circles for about half an hour trying to figure out how to get my mother laid, time and again I kept coming back to the fact. "He sat deep in thought for a moment, then he said: "Alright, I'll do it. I want to, it's different and I like the sound of it. Give me a couple of days to do some research and I'll give it a go..I really want to please you."As he drew me into his arms I welcomed his kisses, deep and hard as his tongue explored my mouth. He was tugging at the zip on his jeans and desperate to get his cock out, as my hand closed over his erection I was surprised that he was so hard already..Had talk of my fun. The evening progressed much as it had before. The meal served while the pre-cabaret entertainment was on the stage, and then a nine o' clock the lights dimmed and the M.C. picked up the microphone. I should have enjoyed the show, but I was on edge fearing for Len, that she may find this too emotional. There were some light-hearted momentss one when Janey was on stage, I recognised her, and was surprised when she looked straight at me and blew a kiss. That was an astonishment as she couldn't.