I said I was hoping to go for a bike ride with my husband but mostly spend time with my kids at different events. He then told me he was a cyclist too...and would love to get in a ride as well but needed to rent a bike as he was only visiting. He then asked if I’d ever seen a blog from Jen Dvorak of Asheville who was also a cyclist in the area. He then said I looked an awful lot like her. I’m not one to deny who I am and admitted laughing that I was Jen Dvorak. He freaked out and couldn’t stop. My heart starts pounding, and my chest and face once again become flush. With a big grin, Dustin turns around, to where I can now see his back. I nearly pass out. Cause right there—on Dustin's left shoulder, and on my right—were the tats. “Twin one”, and “Twin two”. “We got them when we were 13—mom was pissed—dad thought they were cute, lol. We never told anyone who put them on us—didn't want them to get into trouble. I begin trembling, and lil bro walks over to me, and embracing me around the. I started rubbing thinking about Todd. I lost myself in the moment. Nothing else mattered. Just as I was about to cum I saw my mom enter the room. I freaked. I tried to hide what I was doing. My mom simply said, "don't stop on my account." While we were best friends and could talk about anything it still weirded me out that she walked in on me playing with my pussy. My mom sat on the side of my bed, she told me to come sit next to her. I did. She told me that I shouldn't be embarrassed when. “Good morning.”“Hi,” I said, suddenly awkward.“Thank you for taking care of me last night,” she said.“No problem.”“I’m sorry you had to see me like that.”I decided to try to lighten the mood.“You’re not that hard on the eyes, for an old lady,” I said.She blinked, the spatula dangling from one hand.“I meant the drinking part,” she said.“Oh.” It was awkward again.She turned back around and finished cooking the bacon. The pancakes were already stacked up, with the eggs next to them.We ate for a.