With her mother. Shopping.She understood the need for some of what she used to think of as excessive shopping. It was dumb the way the same size cloth...s, from different makers, would fit so differently. And it was even worse with bras and such.She could even understand it as a social activity. She had enjoyed some of her previous expeditions with new friends and longtime relatives. But it wasn't really the shopping for her. The shopping was just something to do as part of the main activity of. I wanted something feminine for them, but not items theywould refuse to wear. And I told mom the aprons were gifts from her.The boys are not that likely to reject something from grandma. When Iopened the packages, I said "Look how nice these are. Grandma has goodtaste!" They thanked her and put on the slightly girly aprons withouthesitation. The kids were of course not very helpful during the dinnerpreparation, but they seemed to enjoy the cooking. And I told them toleave their "cute aprons". ”“I told you I’d find you,” dad says as we laugh.Monday morning, and I am walking down the hallway to my first class. The rest of the weekend went without incident. I stayed away from Cindy as much as I could. And she did the same. Mom and dad said that Cindy was grounded for a month for going to the party. Wayne was grounded for two weeks for letting her get into the car with Tommy to go to the party. Mom and dad grounded me for one week for running away. Damn, it’s nice being in a family.I. Having removed her nightie, Carol now set about removing my clothes, few as they were, just summer trousers and cotton shirt; she left the socks, but kicked off my sneakers.Then we became wrapped in each other, exploring, teasing, sucking, kissing.She bent and took my member in the mouth. Oh the joy, she had not lost the knack, and I lay on the bed relaxed (except for my erection) and wallowed in sexual pleasure.Two minutes more and Carol raised her head, and lay on her back."Ben, fuck me." was.