“Where’s Rufus? Is he okay?”Amelia nodded. She finally spoke. “He’s at the vet recovering.”“What’s wrong with you?” I whispered, sti...l shocked at her appearance.Amelia glared at me, eyes darkening. “You’re what’s wrong with me! You almost died!” Then tears welled in her beautiful eyes. “You almost left me behind, Mike.”“Never,” I whispered, squeezing her slender hand. Fatigue washed in. I tried to fight it and failed, eyes closing, Amelia’s hand providing comfort.Darkness greeted me when I. "Yeah, I picked up a copy of Wild at Heart," Marc replied, "I heard it was interesting." Mom! I'm leaving!" we heard Genie shout from the living room."Call me when you get there!" we heard Ms. P shout back. I wondered to myself how she felt about the little clues I left behind. I was lost in thought while Marc changed out of his street clothes into something more comfortable. When he was finished, we reconnoitered to the kitchen.I rummaged through the fridge for stuff to make nachos, while Marc. It didn't last long before my eyes started to wander, influenced by my dirty thoughts. My mother's legs were spread apart quite a bit and her robe was not long enough to cover her all the way down, I had a decent view through the table of her beautiful hairy pussy. I'm not sure if she was baiting me or was just not simply aware of the fact that she was exposed but she caught me staring."Hunny, can you pass me the salt?" instead of closing her legs, she spread them even further apart. She was. April grabbed her shorts and stooped down as she took them off. Once she stepped out of them she stepped to the couch and put her hands on one of the arms and leaned forward. She had picked a place where they would just be in view, another foot and the back of the couch would have been in my way. “Damn,” I heard Todd say as he looked at her. “Nice.” I know that April had shaved her pussy that morning. She usually does, but sometimes she will go for weeks, or even a couple of months where.