” Brenda said excitedly, “it sounds like some woman’s in trouble, I just knew I heard something!!!” “Shut up, Bren,̶...; Morgan ordered sternly, “I’m pretty sure that’s my mother talking!!!” “Your mother,” Brenda replied in hoarse whisper, “are you nuts, why would she be in any danger!?!” “I don’t know,” Morgan replied, “but who in the heck else could it be, the only ones in the house are. As she headed for my room door, I watched her nakedness that I had seen so many times follow her and I honestly did not know what to think. Melanie, not me, wanted to approach my mother for a sexual encounter. How cool was that? The question was, "what is my mother going to think?" "Bridgie, come on and get naked! I am not going out there alone you know!" Melanie turned and said as I just stood there wondering what was going to transpire. I could not let my best friend be the only one naked out. Cover up yourselves; I want to talk to you." They already had jugs the size of oranges but their nipples were just tiny nubs that jutted out like finger tips when they were excitedThe girls rooted around under the covers and found the football jerseys they wore for nightgowns, presents from senior high boys for whom they had done wonderful favors with their tongues and lips. They struggled into them covering up the high, hard young boobs, narrow waists, soft little bellies and their bare and. “Get into bed with her.”I pulled back the sheet and slipped into bed and pulled the sheet back over me. I looked at Lorna, then at Georgie who had not moved.To Georgie, Lorna said, “You can start but wait for me.”I didn’t understand this enigmatic statement but Georgie clearly did. She half turned towards me and moved her face close to mine. I could smell that mix of lemon and peppermint again. Her hand rested on my shoulder. I felt something hard against my thigh and knew instinctively what it.