He was stepping out of the walk-in closet, wearing a long red satin robe, the sash tied around his narrow waist. He apologized for startling me, and t...ld me he didn't expect me to be out of the bathroom so soon. He also asked if it was ok for him to get ready for the night, as it was late for him, and he usually got an early start. I stammered a reply, nervous to be in his bedroom, with him nearly naked in front of me, and my husband not around to protect me. He ushered me to take a seat on the. His mother plugged in the electric griddle and stood facing Jim while she waited for the griddle to warm up."I think I understand now," she said. "What did Hildy say?" She said to do whatever I think is right for me. She told me not to settle for less." And she never asked where she fit in—only said to do what was right for you?" Yes, Ma," Jim answered.His mother thought a minute. She took a deep breath."Well, Jim, I've never met this girl. From what you tell me I think you should be asking. Shutting off the appliance, she answered the door. She was wearing her usual "work around the house" clothes; a pair of jeans with a much washed and shrunken t-shirt, its once bright colors now faded. Her brown hair, which normally reached halfway down her back, was caught up in a hasty twist. "Hi Ginger." "Hey there Jacquie," smiled the woman from down the street. She was older than Jacquie, right around forty and a couple of inches taller. Her red hair hung to her shoulders. Like Jacquie, she. He giggled, "if you find dust in my house, you're not at my house! Silly boy, I just thought I'd humor you and let you come by". They sat, chatted laughed until while looking around Jason pointed out a trophy. Berta got up and while retrieving it, stretched reaching and her shift molded to her ass. Her pantie lines cut deep as her cheeks flexed tightening into round spheres. She sat, he said "71"? She grinned, "darn near 72"! Jason growled like a "Tiger"! She gave him a "lost" questioning look,.