I’m not saying that it didn’t hurt you. Or even that it didn’t hurt her, but you have to keep in mind that she was a young girl, fifteen years o...d. Was it her first time anywhere alone?”“Yes,” I replied, “but it was my first time anywhere alone while I was in LA.”“And you were surrounded by friends,” she said, “she had nobody there, I don’t know the circumstances of what she did and why, but I think maybe at that age, I might have acted the same way.”“So, you think I should just forgive, forget. Though not a regular occurrence, it had happened in the past.I sat at the kitchen table, laying my head down on the cool surface, feeling my tears surfacing again. It was not enough to start crying but my eyes moistened. I could hear Dad's voice from the living room. I couldn't make out what he was saying but the low earnest tones were familiar. I could hear Mum interject things from time to time as they discussed what had happened.Eventually they came into the kitchen and I raised my head to. " Do your friends think of me as a MILF?"Mitch paused, unsure of what to say, but realized that based on what had happened with his mother today, honesty had to be the best policy. "Y ... yes." I kind of like that," she replied, her smile easing his temporary anxiety. "It's nice to be thought of as attractive by younger men. You're not just saying that to make me feel better, are you?" Gosh, no. All of my friends think you're the hottest mom around. They don't say much right to my face, but I. Victoria chuckled. "I think it's catching. Dickie and Wendy were doing it too. Hey, do those French windows lead anywhere?"Mark went and looked. "Yes," he said. "There are steps down to the garden. Shall we take our drinks there?"There was a beech tree with a bench seat round the trunk and they sat there."When are we going to start having children?" Victoria asked."Not too long, I hope, but we're young so there's no rush." I want to go on just enjoying you for a while." She kissed his cheek."Me.