When she figured I was in the right place, she grabbed my butt and tried to get me to push my way in."One last time, you can still change your mind if...you want to," I told her, even as she was increasing the pressure on my ass."There is no way I'm going to change my mind. I've been wanting this for awhile," she told me."What about birth control? I don't have any condoms," I asked, realizing it could already be too late."I got the shot the other day," she told me. With the last of my objections. "Whoa, cool," he gasped as he stood in the doorway. He looked around the room. The curtains were shut and the lights off but the room was bright from all the candles that cast a warm glow around the place.Sitting casually in the armchair was his mother, dressed up in her white lacy stockings, garter-belt, knickers, bra, gloves and, finally, her high-heeled shoes. She was just finishing a glass of wine which she placed on the coffee table in front of her."Hi sweetheart," she purred to her. Delays are the norm, and the scramble to get on the plane brings out the worst in everyone. I arrived at my departure gate with a little time to spare and noticed the Easyjet staff arrive to begin boarding. A queue formed which I found myself near to the front of just by chance. They held us up while they invited passengers with speedy boarding to come forward. A couple of sheepish looking men stepped forward clearly self-conscious that they had been the only ones to pay the extra for the. "Is this a date?" I asked, my eyebrows rising almost against my will."You're the one who said it was a romantic lunch. We can quibble about the details later," he said, his tone falsely dismissive. "Back to you."I shook my head but smiled. "I do charity work." I proudly launched into my list of charities I raised money for.Tony listened and nodded. The small frown between his eyes made me wonder if I'd said something wrong."That's a lot of charity work," he agreed, "but are you satisfied by it?.