She has been wearing her skirts shorter, her blouses show more cleavage, and her blue jeans look like they were painted on. She even struts as she wal...s to get more attention from strangers. I have watched the guys in the mall when mom walks down the corridor. I was kind of depressed and very quiet on the way home and I just wanted to vegetate in the backyard. I went around the house and entered the backyard by the side gate. It creeks ever so slightly but it does creek when you open it. I. It had been Donnie's habit for years to eat breakfast at the counter.Helen took the last bite of her breakfast. She scooted her chair sideways so that she could hold the newspaper in its properly unfolded position. Movement caught her eye and she looked up to see Donnie practically facing her as he sipped at his coffee. The sports page was lying on the counter top, but he wasn't reading it. He sat in a slouch, slowly swiveling back and forth, his eyes unfocused. Clearly, he was lost in. ?Males are dumb, of that there’s no doubt.? The girls got in the pickup, and he in the back, in only his sleeping tight shorts and a t-shirt for mother said they were in a hurry. Over the bridge and through the woods, to grandmother’s house they went.As grandma greeted them at the door, she embraced her favorite grand-daughters stuffing them with her large bosoms. She then set her sight on her grand-son with hungry eyes, the mother slapped him sound on his firm ass cheeks and he reacted by. He nodded.“Well, I’m glad. I know Penelope is hoping you do,” he said.“Yes, well tell her the dinner was nice. The ham especially was super,” I said.“She’ll be glad to hear it; she cooked it partly in beer believe it or not,” he said, smiling.“So that’s the secret” I said. He shrugged.“One of them, I guess,” he said.“Hmm,” I said.“Can I ask, the residency thing?” he said.“It’s good the way we have it set up now. I do not want to be forcing her to do something that she doesn’t want to do,” I.