It was strange to notice this feature of my mother with such platonic regard, for I wasn't feeling anything sexual about it. I just noted, with some s...rprise, that from this vantage point, Mom's breasts were more substantial than I had thought.Mom took her second drink and looked over to smile at me but she didn't say anything. Feeling suddenly self conscious, I drained my mug in one gulp and stood to leave. As I walked behind Mom, she thanked me again for being so thoughtful. Something made me. He was here for ten minutes, asking how I was, checking how things were going, but it wasn't him, really. He didn't crack a joke, he didn't call me Dumpling... it's like he's dead on the inside." He's been ill." He's not FUCKING ILL, SHAWNA!" Briana growled, flinging off the comforter and reaching over to the table. "Read the fucking letter." Elspeth picked it up off the floor from where Briana threw it, passed it to Shawna and moved to sit by her, but Shawna ignored them as she cracked open. Finally, I decided that in order for my fantasy of her fucking another man could come true I had to try an approach quite different then I had before. I knew she was very picky about men and did not find many men very attractive. I mean in all the years of being married to her I can only remember about 4 or 5 men that she ever mentioned as being attractive. As a result, it took me quite a few years, but I finally stumbled across a man in his early thirties who I knew immediately fit the. Late in the afternoon I madeup my mind. I would undress and go to the bathroom with a towel around mywaist, taking only my girly things to wear. That way at least, I wouldhave to leave the bathroom "dressed", and if still in panic mode I wouldbe able to change back. So it was that I left my room naked except forthe towel, with a bag containing my frock, knickers, bra, suspender belt,stockings, new high-heeled shoes and handbag, together with shampoo,shower gel and depilatory cream. I locked the.