I am not a pervert. I am not a pervert. I kept repeating to myself, trying to convince myself more than anything.Once on my feet, mom pulls my boxers ...own, and once again pauses. I don't dare look down, afraid of what I might see, and wanting to."I thought this was supposed to go away after one of those dreams..." She emphasized the word those, and in confusion I did look down.I was still hard. Great! Dreams like that usually end up turning me on, more than relieving me, and now my mom was. Quite an impression. She invited me in, but only for a moment. She grabbed her bag and in an instant, we were walking off toward the boardwalk.Andi put me at ease with her natural and effortless conversation. I can be shy and a little introverted, but this was different. Soon I too thought we were old friends. We walked the boardwalk together and I swear went in every swanky boutique it had to offer. Andi delighted in pointing out tops, hats, dresses, and anything else that “would look so cute. It was someone he knew well, but never expected to be in this predicament with her. Tenten, what were you doing in that box? Tenten cocked her head to the side, rolling her eyes. Isnt it obvious? Im Inos present to you. She got off him and allowed him to stand. He looked her over, finally able to register just what she was wearing now. It was an alluring black vinyl one-piece suit. The suit covered her intimate areas, but judging by the locations of the zippers on the outfit, that could easily. ’ Bill tried not to laugh. He was almost twenty years old and here he was being told that he needed supervision to get across the street in one piece. He looked over at his best friend Katie and they winked at each other. Bill and Katie had been best friends since elementary school. They had a secret way of communicating to each other when they couldn’t use words. Winking was their way of saying everything was fine. ‘Mom! We’re not teenagers anymore. I’ll walk him to the door.’ Katie’s mom.