"Can I touch it?" I asked. Coach said yes, but be gentle. I reached out one finger and ran it lightly around her ring, eliciting a small gasp. I lo...ked up at her and saw that her eyes were closed and he mouth open in an O of pleasure. She was leaning back on one arm, and her other hand was still pulling her swimsuit aside for my benefit. As I continued to touch her clit, she spread her legs wider and her vagina opened up, showing me the glistening, wet pinkness within. I leaned forward. “Now, honey, forgive me for changing the subject, but I need to know what you want for your birthday. It’s a month away and you have not given me any idea about what you want.” To be honest, I had not thought at all about that. I had most of what I needed, and wanted. The one thing I wanted, she could not give me. Or could she?Mom had taken many other female lovers to her bed. What was one more, even if I was her daughter? I had no idea what made me suddenly want to ask my mom for lesbian sex.. I buried my head in my copy of Top Gear. As the train pulled out, she made a show out of turning the page. I lifted my head, only to notice that her legs were slightly parted and her skirt had begun to ride up her silky smooth, tanned thighs. Trying not too look like a pervert, I lifted my mag again. Again there was a loud rustle. Again I snuck a peek. Her legs were now well spread and her skirt was well up her thighs. It wasn't hard to see she was well trimmed since she wasn't wearing any. The teller at the bank immediately called the manager when Ethel presented her paperwork to withdraw her money. The manager tried to weasel out of giving her the money, then he tried to give her paper instead of the gold coin that she was entitled to. Finally, Ethel lost her temper. She said in a very steady voice, "You give me my money right now! If you don't, I am going to the law. Now, make up your mind. You have 10 seconds to decide."They never knew if it was the threat in her voice or the.