About ten thirty Emma went through to the kitchen and made teas for her and Mum and brought me a coffee. ‘I’m tired,’ she yawned, ‘I shall tak... mine up and go to bed.’ She kissed both of us and left, I heard her go up the stairs and close the door to her room. It was good that she wanted to spend more time with us and less alone in her room and I was glad that she seemed happy and contented again. Mum shuffled up the couch until she was comfortably snugged under my arm, her head resting on my. All shy and still red faced she doesn't know how to react to that so they just stare at eachother a while Kat payed for the dress grabed Becky and they left but all the way home Becky talked about her. Saturday nite Becky's husband and daughter take her out to dinner as they come home the house is dark Becky puts the key in opens the door turns on the lite and 25 people yell HAPPY BRITHDAY BECKY Kat gives her a hug and her daughter is laughting saying we got you her man kisses her and says. Joan accepted that I meant no offence to anyone I might have come across. She understood that I enjoyed the freedom, and independence, of nudity. She even suggested that it might have been more honest to have continued walking, when I had heard the other people, and apologise for any unintended offence, when and if we met. I would never have spoken about my few, brief, experimental homosexual encounters, with my own mother. To Joan, it was easy, because she saw these episodes as a natural. How she is missing my brother.. how those lips are looking juicy… how those breast are getting larger day by day! And nights I will call her to my room and I will play some English movies with lots of sex scene in it…! By end of the second week, my tricks had started to work… she was really horny… she started wearing tight blouses with lots of cleavage show at night…and while sweeping the floors, she won’t try to cover her assets…it’s like she was trying t bring the hungry tiger out of me. I.