When she was a young teenager, Debbie was very cute and had an obviously budding set of nice breasts, a very trim and shapely figure and a winning per...onality although she was very shy and quiet.When I met Debbie several years later, she was now an adult woman, had been married and divorced and had given birth to two children. That put Debbie squarely in the category of "mommy pussy" and made her even more attractive to me than when she'd been a shy, virginal young teenager. I wanted her back. "It's on HBO." Oh," I said, chuckling. "Cinema Alex?" Sure," Diana said, still giggling.We went back to my apartment. I took soft drinks from the fridge and we got ready for the movie on the TV.I turned to look at Diana when I heard her breathing deeply. I knew she was going to say something."You haven't given me my birthday kiss yet," Diana finally said, when she found me looking at her."Yeah," I said, smiling. I leaned over to give her a kiss on her cheek."That's not what I meant," Diana said. Mentally I groaned. Last night. No matter how many times I went over it in my head, I was still in disbelief that Nat would go down on me that way. Nat? Good ol' Nat, honorary brother number 6 who had never looked at me as more than a sister in his life?I dropped my head against the wall in my tiny entry and closed my eyes. Mark had really thrown me asking if Nat was a spurned lover. Lately, nothing made sense anymore and quite honestly I was tired of being thrown off balance.Sighing tiredly, I. ..naughty, but I’m afraid I’m so much worse,” she whispered.A wave of nausea swooped through my belly, but I didn’t move. Despite my recent infidelity, I was poised to explode in anger.“Tell me,” I said, my voice shaking. Best to get it all out in the open.“Oh, Greg. I’m so sorry. Once Lind and I started, I just couldn’t get enough. I always thought that I must be bisexual, which was a huge, huge thing for me.”Not nausea now, but vertigo overtook me. I held up a hand to stop her, wishing that I.