He slowly strolled to the kitchen to find his mother, leaning over the kitchen sink her impressive bust submerged in the sink's water, soaking through...her top."Hey honey! I was just washing the dishes" she shouts, turning around revealing her wet tank top, no bar, her nipples seeping through the drenched top. "I've got to run out for a few chores," she blushes, "I'll be back tonight." Slowly she approaches Max, her bust wobbles with each step, leaning over to kiss Max's cheek. His mother Rae. He accepted his $500 and $2 without comment, and walked out the door wanting to do nothing more than sleep away the weekend. He did, but he couldn't stop the niggling thoughts in his head.Monday arrived and Brendan's self imposed isolation began to fray.Brendan found a spot in the back of the bus where the seats faced each other rather than forward. There was more chance of getting a butt in the face, but the extra legroom was worth it."Hola," a female voice called out across from him. Brendan. She briefly hesitated, and then pulled her skirt up and yanked her new bikini panties down until the heart with ‘Dave’ in it and the ivy showed. Her manicured front lawn also showed the way she did it. She could be intentional that way.“Wow! Cool. You’re inspiring me. You’re so conservative, yet you did that.”Alice said, “I’m not as conservative as I was a few months ago. I’m loosening up.”Dave herded the group outside. “We’ll take my SUV. There’s more room for everyone. We have reservations. He was stocky, well built but slightly chubby, with chocolate eyes and a mischievous smile, all open and friendly. Exactly what she needed, a friend. Just a friend. —— As her eyes traversed the lobby of the cinema, Helen sighed. He wasn’t coming. The film was starting in a few minutes and he wasn’t here. Her gaze flicked to the front door as he entered, and all the breath left her body in a woosh of appreciation. The picture he had sent did him no justice, and as she felt the familiar rush of.