Looking back as an adult minus my childhood naivety I nowcomprehend all the innuendos and subtle mickey taking I received from mypeers and adults alik..., not to mention the unexplainable hostility fromcertain quarters.Within that new found hindsight which comes with maturity of adulthood Ihad to dispense with the delusion that my mother had no idea of myinclinations. In my own defence I only knew her in the first six years ofmy life before she was cruelly snatched away from me by a drunk. The entertaining show continued on for another minute until she looked in the mirror, her eyes spotting me doubled over in silent laughter behind her. "Nicholas!" Looking up I saw her face turning red in a mixture of embarrassment and anger. Angrily reaching up and continuing the brushing of her brown hair, she glared at me waiting for an explanation. Standing up straight once again I took numerous large gulps of air trying to refill my now empty lungs. Tossing her brush angrily on the. " She sat beside me and we talked about what hadhappened to us in the previous twenty years or so since we last met.College, work, travel, relationships... She hadn't ever married, but notsurprisingly given her good looks and attractive figure, there had beenseveral hopeful suitors. "I haven't found the right person yet," shesaid.She reached across me to pick up the doll. She cradled it in her arms asif it were a real baby. She was now sitting very close to me and I couldfeel the warmth of her. She looked down and saw the tops of her sun kissed breasts floating in the bubbles of the tub. They contrasted so nicely with the blue water. She smiled at them, looked up at Tim and raised an eyebrow and smiled. It was a few minutes later that she realized Tim was no longer talking. He was still working on her left foot with both hands but she felt something else brush against the bottom of her right foot and she almost giggled because it tickled. Then she realized that when she had moved,.