I said we're not upset and I mean it. No it doesn't hurt. Well, only at first. We both like it and it's part our sex life. We don't do it all the time... which makes it very special when we do do it."Chris burst into tears and got up and hugged his mother. Sobs wracked his body. Joanne held him tight. Chris was about six inches taller than his mother, and his muscular arms encircled her. Her breasts were pressed into her son's chest. His groin ground into her flat hard stomach. Joanne could feel. .. Whoa ... Whoa ... What are you talking about? I seemed to have missed something here, Sally."She leaned back, looking at me with the intense look I had come to recognize over the years as her way of silently telling me I was dumb and didn't know what was happening around me. She kept it up and in spite of myself, I started to think I had missed something she had seen and I hadn't. Then the next statement shocked me so bad my mouth was flapping in the wind like a fish gasping for. There was a young couple in a corner booth that had been lip-locked for the past hour. I had seen them here before a few times, and had checked their ID's. They were old enough to come in, but just barely. They looked like they belonged together and very much in love.I interrupted them as discretely as possible and waited until they untangled themselves before telling them that I was closing up. They both mumbled an embarrassed apology and hurried out the door, arms wrapped around each other.I. There were Mark's parents Martha and John, both in their mid 40's, both athletic, well toned and... yes - quite beautiful. They could easily pass as mid 30's and... well... John was q real hunk!Then there were Mark's brother Tom, 28, and his sister Debbie, 23. I was surprised to see my brother Tim there, and at 28 he looked just as good as he had used to look at 18. We hugged and kissed and I started chattering with him - after all, I haven't seen him for 9 years and the wedding wasn't exactly.