Maybe it wouldn't be so difficult to accept things as they were.Cindy could tell how relaxed and comfortable her mother was. She knew that now was the...time for her to try to get Becky to open up to her as she had to Chris. Slowly Cindy worked her hands around to her mother's sides and then brought them up to gently brush against the edge of her tits. Becky sucked her breath ever so slightly, but didn't say or do anything to indicate to Cindy that she objected. After rubbing her hands back. A slender body that curved in all the right places and a cleavage to die for. I lusted after her in the privacy of my bedroom, but asking her out was unthinkable and, even if I had somehow plucked up the courage, I would have been given short shrift. Emily was eighteen and on the rare occasions that she noticed my existence, the look on her face made it clear she saw me as a lesser life form.On that fateful day I called round to see Tom as I did three or four times a week. I don't remember the. .. It smells funny, not like anything that comes out of a girl ... Hmmmm.” She held a pair of panties up and looked at him with an unfriendly leer.“Yeah, definitely!” said Liz, holding up another pair. “I have a big brother, and I know that smell. That’s what he leaves in HIS underpants sometimes ... I wonder if there are any men around here.” She looked up and saw Carl. “Oohhh! I didn’t know you were here!” with an unpleasant little laugh.That night Carl had an extra beer and then another.. My biological Mother was always the life of the party. She was amazing. I loved her dearly. She talked frankly with me about life and only ever gave me a wink and a nod because of my proclivities that included boys and girls and, on occasion, both at the same time. Every child should be blessed to grow up in such a sex positive environment. The cancer came on fast. She was always so strong, so alive. We got the diagnosis and a short 3 weeks later she was bedridden. 2 weeks later she was gone..