We talked over the day’s adventure and mom mentioned a young lady who had caught my eye at a rest stop. The young woman had blond hair and was short...r like my mother. “I saw you looking at the babe at the rest stop, did you like her because she looked like me?” My mom asked.“I don’t know.” I said. “She did resemble you and she was very hot.”“Does that mean you think I am hot?” she asked. “I know you sneak peaks at me sometimes.”“Mom! I can’t help but look sometimes, but then I feel ashamed. My body began to shudder in anticipation.Mary said giggling, "Ooh my baby what's wrong?, Beverly I do believe Babyjenny is getting excited so I think don't get closer to her little sissyclitty."Beverly said, "Ooh yes I must be careful otherwise she will go spurties."Beverly avoided washing me near my genitals and washed the rest of my bodythoroughly. Eventually it was time to get out the bath and the ladieslifted me from the bath and began to dry me off in big pink fluffy towels.Karen and. OK, so they didn'tknow who he was and, he thought, how could they.No identification, no questions asked nor answered, till now. They hadnothing on him since he obviously arrived in a coma and just asobviously had nothing but whatever those boys left him in. Those boyshad taken the last things he'd had, thank you very much. Joey lay therepondering happily this new bit of luck. That luck more so, because italso meant his uncle also didn't know he was here.Joey had run away twice before this,. " "I don't know about that, Mrs. Ferguson. I love him and I know he loves me." "You young people need to call me Wanda now. You're adults. We're all adults here." I took her hand up to my lips and I kissed it. She smiled tentatively, then more broadly. "Thanks Wanda. It's very sweet to have us over like this." "It's my pleasure. Let's go ahead and have lunch." We rose and sat down at the card table with its cold cuts, bread and salads. Again, Kirsty was between the two of us. We served.