Friday night and Saturday morning were wonderful. Mom pampered me. Mom brought dinner in bed. She brought anything I wanted.I stayed in my cotton paja...as the entire time. I spent the time like I do every time I’m in my pjs with my hand down my pajama bottom. I don’t wear underwear with my pjs so that I have easy access to my dick. I fantasized about my favorite actresses. I can pull my hand out before Mom sees because she always politely knocks before entering my room.Looking like you were hurt. ” Reaching behind her she releases her bra. Her boobs now exposed, just sag slightly. Her nipples are erect and focal points on her globes. Her white lacy thong is slowly lowered. I normally like a bald pussy. However, her flaming red landing strip would have any adolescent boy cumming on first sight. She steps out of them before turning. Bending straight legged to pick them up, her pussy remains hidden. At full bend, she parts her legs. Her bald pussy lips slips through saying ‘hello’.. He doesn’t try to run the show or tell me how to do my job. He’s not squawking about the prices I’m paying for some of this stuff. He just says ‘Do it!’ I could use a few more customers like him.’ ‘I see the wheels are now mounted with tires. They look good.’ ‘Yeah. I’d forgotten about tubes and seating them in the tire. I had to be careful, but we got them all done.’ ‘When do you figure you’ll be able to add the fluids?’ ‘Well, soon as we get the transmission and water pump seals, I should be. She hesitated and then broke down."Oh my God, Kathy, I don't know if I can," she said and sat down on the bed, a flood of tears pouring down her face.I was startled by her reaction. How could I have made her cry? "What's wrong, darling?," I asked softly, sitting up to hold her. "Tell me."She just looked at me, tears falling, and asked, "You really don't know, Kathy?"Somehow, I did know, but I didn't ever let it surface. We'd been friends so long, so close, but I now, well, I did know why her.