I was inquisitive and couldn’t help but pick up the envelope and it just had her name and address on it. Thinking this might be a hint to me that sh... wanted contact I put it in my pocket.Five minutes later she sat back down and immediately looked at the ash tray, then at me. I don’t know if I was blushing but she could definitely see some guilt in my face and leaned forward before telling me, quite pointedly, that she was just going to the toilet.I took the hint and followed her. When she got. When he was finished cutting my hair he offered me a ride home. Like the sly fox he was, he knew what going to happen. He started driving and put his hand on my groin next to my cock and gave me a lame line about wearing my dad's pants. I did not remove his hand. He started massaged my leg and suddenly I picked his hand up and placed in on my zipper so he could feel my cock. I then unzipped my fly and not wearing underwear put his hand on my cock. For some reason I blurted out that I jerked off. “Yes -- per directions. Three fifty, no pre-heating.”“When did you put it in?” she asked.“When I got home. I didn’t look at the time.”“Then, how will we know when it’s done?”“You’ll know when it’s done,” I replied. “You always do. I invited Mom for dinner. You always make more than enough tuna casserole for the three of us.”“I think your mom needs to be in a different setting,” Andrea said. “She’s eighty-two. That unit isn’t appropriate for her.”“We agreed after she broke her hip that she. "Count me in." Ah, honey? Let me remind you that right now, I'm still choosing yourwardrobe since you lost," she said laughingly. "And I already told themthat we are both in. I know what you are thinking - What a wonderful girlI am, picking something for you when I didn't have to! Aren't I just anangel for picking something you'll love when it's still his turn! Now I'llbe back in 15 minutes, as I have to go get our uniforms. Go have somecoffee, brush your teeth, shave, and relax a little bit.".