Though I was taken with his chivalry of sorts, it was not until our next meeting at the local supermarket did we make a connection, and I promised him...that I would call, after his playful chastisement. Being me though has its downfalls. I am in no way forward, or a take the bull by the horns kind of gal when it comes to men. After all I’m an innocent…. Luck though it seemed was on my side; even after hanging up on the call I made after hearing his voice (shameful I know), he returned my call. She turnedto him and said," I think your bath is ready..."The next day brought more fighting, but no news. TheGerman presence in the streets intensified and theybegan a search of the area looking for lost andwounded Allied troops. He woke with a start when he heard gunfire a few doorsdown. He bolted to the front room to see her standingthere, busily making preparations to hide him. She wasgoing to hide him in plain sight. Her time with theOrange, along with her parents work gave her access. ’ She snapped her little case closed. Letting my tongue chase the last of the icing off my teeth, my eyes dropped to the open cleavage she was displaying. A visual of those breasts covered in the icing from the piping bag came and went. ‘Believe me, Maggs, if I lacked in self-control you would know it.’ She quirked an eyebrow at me. ‘Well, you are wearing those ‘Oh, tickle me now’ clothes.’ Maggie grabbed her curling iron from off the side of the sink. I could see the waves of heat drifting up. I'm so confused, I don't know what to do." This was the first time I'd seen mom show any weakness. We were both sat on the bed, I held her in my arms and she buried her face in my chest, which was quickly becoming damp with her tears. She was sobbing loudly, like a child, her body shaking uncontrollably. It lasted a long time before it began to subside. I don't remember the date but that moment was certainly my first step into maturity. I was able to understand what was going on with mom: the.