My mom was still very good looking at 42, shorter than I was at 5'3", and was more "Rubenesque" in stature. She knew of my lesbianism, but ignored it ...s she hoped it was just a "phase" I was going through. I dated a few women, but was not going with anyone at the time. Mom had not gone out since dad's death, but I hoped she would soon start to socialize again."Kathy, are you going out tonight?" mom asked."Yeah, I think I'll head down to the Hippo and see if there's any action there", I replied.. Thinking that these two obviously didn't want anyone knowing about this, I decided to have a little fun with the situation and maybe get a bit of satisfaction out of it. Loosening my robe belt, I turned back to face them, allowing the front to part slightly. They could both see clearly that I had nothing on underneath."So you don't want Mom knowing about this. I guess you think that we should just forget all about you going through my things. I understand how, at your age, guys will play with. "Turn and lie face down." I ordered, "I'm going to do it from behind this time." No I'm not ready for that." Mum protested."Just do it!"As she turned over I undid my belt, opened my zip, slid my pants down a little and stood close to her, pushing her feet apart with my own. I put one hand on the back of her neck and pushed her flat. Mum's front and face were pressed firmly against the bonnet and this flattened her tits and they bulged out a little at her sides. She grunted when I did this but. There is more acceptance, true, but more importantly there are so many more places that make the things we need and want, so many more places to buy and shop and so many more places to be ourselves. The internet has been so wonderful for women like me. Not only for the shopping and support, but also because it’s a great place to show off – to put ourselves out there for the entire world to see. I think every gurl should have a robust on-line presence. It is exciting to post photos and stories.