She dropped another message with a few instructions, reapplied some make up and went back inI followed slightly behind her as she walked along looking...at her phone, obviously getting some directions from Josh. She walked toward the back of the store near the bakery, where on a Saturday night it was pretty quiet, and with a few things in her trolley nobody seemed too botheredIn the short time they had they had been quite clever and had placed a couple of the really big trollies that they push. What do you suppose I could do to prepare it for such a hard pounding; to make sure it will be able to handle it?”“I don’t know what you mean, baby?”“Oh, but I think you do, mom. I think if you just think about it for a second, you know what I could do to make sure your ass is ready, to make sure it won’t get…chafed, or something like that. Something to make it slicker, more slippery. You know what that could be, don’t you mom?”“Maybe…You could…”“What, mom? I could what? What could I do? Tell. “Me too doll.” I chuckled to myself when she brought me the check. I know college bars need to cater to students but all that beer and food only came to $30 and there was no way I was going to tip Beth six bucks. I pulled a fifty out of my wallet and said, “This is for you sweet thing.” Her eyes got really big and she said, “Oh my, thank you so much Tony,” and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek.“You are most definitely welcome doll.”I went to the bathroom then returned to the table and. Yeah... I guess so... but... just talk... that's all." She sat on the edge of the bed, next to where I was on the chair by the desk."Uh... Brenda... Like? I'm sorry about the other night," I lied. If she was, in fact, willing to do it again, I figured it would be a good idea to play it low key. " You're not mad at me, are you?" No... not now... but I was after you went to your room. But Mom almost found out." Brenda leaned forward then, and I could see her marvellous, big jugs jiggling under.