That is how horny I was.I already knew she wore no bra, and her selection of panties made me wonder if there was more to her skipping her bra, than ju...t a late-night routine. I even thought if my mother had a hidden side, I knew nothing about – a secret part of her personality, that encouraged her to be a tease, an exhibitionist.It was a very dirty thought. But, one that had all the right to pop up in my mind, especially when she was right in front of me with her half-covered rear.“What are. The inbox was dark blue and had the number forty-six next to it in blue parentheses."You have forty-six e-mail messages." "Forty-six. Shit that will take a hundred years ta’ read." There not book length Eric. Some of them are only one or two sentences long. Click on that one."An e-mail identified as Shelley Davis came up. It read,"Eric, I'm metaphorically throwing my panties at you through Cyber space." What's that word Robert?"Metaphorically?" asked Robert, "It means generally a figure of. No way! This is not possible. I looked for another woman and saw one of the stall workers across the way and mentally undressed her. Unfortunately for me, she was really quite unattractive and the sight that I beheld was not one of beauty at all. I snapped my eyes shut and all was as it had been. I watched as the blond receded into the distance of the alley and it was getting towards dusk so I thought that I would keep a relatively straight line through the maze and eventually I would come to a. "I fancy Sarah as much as ever."Mum agreed, and Garry and I just looked at each other and shook our heads in wonder. "Women," he laughed."We're doing our stint at Steve's place tonight, would you fancy coming down with us?" I think we could force ourselves, don't you, Terry?"I pretended to consider it and got a kick on the shin from mum for my troubles.We went down to the beach and strolled hand in hand in the surf, and suddenly everything became clear to me, I knew what I wanted and better.