Casey would "accidentally" brush against me, or her hand would gently slide down my back when she would hug me, eventually touching my ass when neithe... Judy nor Adam were looking. Though it did make my cock quiver with excitement, I pushed all of this in the back of my mind; Casey was a bit of a flirt and liked guys, and presumably sex. I'd seen her doing much of the same things that she'd done with me with both boys her own age and men slightly older. By the time the incident in question. It was almost as if Mum didn’t know the answer. Her drawing wasn’t about that one moment but about the last few days. My body being hidden in shadows was code. She was telling me she couldn’t see me clearly – she didn’t understand me. All she could see were my eyes and she couldn’t read what they were saying.I sighed to myself and looked across at Mum as she slept with her head on the table. What could I do? How could I reassure her when I didn’t know the answers?I picked up the sketch book and. "So what are we doing today?" she asked. "What should I wear?" We're going shopping at the mall. And you can buy anything you want." Really? Oh goodie!" Wear something sexy. A short skirt would be great. Stockings, not hose."She gave me a wary, amused look. "Whatever you say, dear. Wait outside."A few minutes later she walked out of the closet wearing a black miniskirt and a bright yellow silk blouse with tiny green frogs on it. A wide belt with a gold buckle accentuated her narrow waist. Her. “Well? Josh?” she said, breaking my daydream.“Huh?”“Ugh, nevermind.” She grinned.Lunch was pretty good, nothing much to report. After lunch, the four of us decided to watch a movie. It was about some cars that turned into robots or something. It was alright. After the movie, Joe and Mike went to sleep, leaving me and Heather alone.“C’mon, you don’t have to be so nervous, you know. I don’t bite.” She teased.“It’s not that, it’s just that I wasn’t expecting…you. I was looking for like a 12 year.