"How can you not love me! How can you continue to be so fucking independent!" He grabbed my hair and held my head up so I was staring at Fifi as she c...ntinued to confuse my body as to what it should have been feeling in this instance."Look at her!" he yelled at me. "Why can't you be like her? She used to be a bright young lawyer, a real up and comer by all accounts. She even managed to get a not-guilty verdict for one of her clients up against the Rack!"Now look at her. Not a care in the world.. I arrived back in the village just after lunch, it wasn’t long before I heard the crunch on the gravel outside my apartment, I looked out of my window & Ellie climbed out of the car and walked to my door, she had a key so she let herself in, she stood inside the door just looking at me “what!” I exclaimed “you know what, you went to see her” she said smiling as she sat on the arm of the couch, “yes” I said “I thought it time that I accepted a few of my responsibilities” I said “good” she said,. My mother was blonde and looked hotfor a 48 year old widow. There were thick white petticoats under thedress which puffed it up somewhat and my mother wore fishnet tightsunderneath and a three inch heel. If she wasn't my mother I woulddefinitely have been trying to chat her up, she was a great piece ofarse.I went for an interview and was excited to notice that the ladies whoworked there were also dressed like Mum. It seemed a dream job.I was offered the job straight away and signed the terms. Her son’s eighteenth birthday was coming up and it wasn’t a surprise to Brooke when her son wanted nothing more and nothing less than a pool party. She was onto her son’s devious plan to get her out in the backyard pool in a bikini. It was as if he wanted to show her off to Alex and whatever other friends showed up.Her son’s words to Alex, Wait till you see her in a bikini, played over and over in her head.Brooke being the mother that she was, wasn’t going to say no to her beloved son, but she.