..yes, oh, yes. Go on. Now." Bob was uncontrollablylost in his sexual fervor."And you know what one more kiss from me will do to you." Bethcoaxed whil... continuing to gently stroke the length of Bob'snew, sexy long stiletto shaft."Ah-huh," Bob moaned, as if in another world."And?"With a pleading smile he barely uttered, "Kiss me. Finish medarling." Kiss me what, Bob?" she teased, wanting him to beg for his ownperverse deliverance from humanity."Please -- please kiss me Beth." He was delirious. So it wasn't a one shot deal in thatregard. I made a point of folding his laundry, with the panties on top,when I put the stack of clothes in his bedroom.Soon after delivering the finished laundry and panties to his bedroom,Jim came into the kitchen and said: "Mom, thanks for doing the laundry.I desperately needed the underwear." Well, you are quite welcome, son. It seems that you really like thepanties." Oh, yes, Mother, they are quite nice. And I feel different and specialwhen I wear them.". Not ready to pack it in I invited her for a walk. I didn't want to lay on the couch until I was truly tired and she didn't feel like joining Joey in the room, we both needed the fresh air. I didn't put on a shirt, just a sweater and my shoes, a mismatch look with my shoes but who cares. She wore jeans and a jacket over her shirt. And we walked, at first to the stop sign, then to the next street, and the next one after that. It was cold out and I took her hand when I saw her rubbing them, I. We went in and I ordered. She said she didn't like beer so she just got a Coke. We talked and drank for a while and then headed back to her boat. We talked some more sitting at the table in the galley until she said we should go to bed. I went into the head, the beer getting the better of my bladder, and when I emerged she had turned down the covers in the forward berth and climbed in, still fully dressed. “You can sleep in your underwear if you’d like,” she told me. I hesitated, then told her.