On shaky legs she approached, flinching back as her hand rested on her mother’s shoulder. There was no life warmth there, and she had the sudden urg... to scrub her hands with bleach. Backing out of the bathroom, she made it to the threshold before she threw up, finally finding her voice. Her first instinct was to call her father, to find out what to do, to find reassurance. But she remembered the police officer who’d come into her class for the D.A.R.E. program, who’d told them what to do.. My mother was seated on the living room couch. To my surprise, her hairwas styled and her makeup was perfect. She was wearing a tight whiteblouse, a mini skirt with black stockings, and high heels. She lookedreally hot."Wow, Got a date, Mom?" I exclaimed."As a matter of fact, I do. A date, I've been waiting 2 years for. Doyou like my outfit?" she sensually questioned."Your outfit is awesome." I gasped overwhelmed by her sensuality."Excellent, because my date is with you. I have been. "I'll be so glad when summer gets here," Kim commented as she tied the laces of her white athletic shoes. "I'm sick and tired of the cold and snow." Me too Kim. I wonder if we're going to go back to the same place for a vacation next year. I really liked it there." It was really fun wasn't it? We sure changed last summer."Sally giggled and said, "Yeah we did... for the better if you ask me."Kim nodded and told Sally she was ready to go."I'll fix my hair and put on my makeup at your house Sally.. "And we want it to be thick and creamy, " Adam went on, "and really viscous and frothy as it oozes out of our bums." Gosh, this is going to be a very interesting composition!" I smiled at the pair. "I confess I'm rather looking forward to getting stuck in!"Immediately regretting my choice of phrase, I cleared my throat and went on, "So... what about your... er... bottoms? How do you want me to show them?"Women are usually unequivocal about this: no frontal shots of the female pudendum, and if.