"I guess I'm really enjoying this," I told her.She nodded. "Well, I'm glad you warned me," she said. "That was..." I know," I said. "It was pretty ...mpressive on this end too."Lisa giggled again as she wadded up one last piece of tissue and tossedit into a nearby wastebasket. "Well, you're O.K. to pull up yourdrawers again," she said. "Let me get you your skirt." And shoes!" I said."And shoes," she said, handing me a cream-colored skirt. She pointed atthe box she had set aside earlier and. “So what is this gyneco thing?” I asked.“Well I will explain, I don’t want you to think I am a doctor, but ever since we met I have thought your boobs were a bit bigger than most men your size, and trust me, I have loved that about you.” Beth wiped a tear away and I could see she was gaining a bit of control now that she could use her education and not her emotions to explain. “Well your breast development probably occurred in your teen years and it was called gynecomastia, or breast tissue. We started kissing, slow at first then she rammed her tongue into my mouth and that was it, game on! She laid there without resistance at all. Paula was probably only a few years older than me but she was hot! She told me she hadn’t had sex since her divorce and now was the time. I ran my hands all over her body and started to work open the buttons on her shirt. Her shirt fell open and exposed her bra. She didn’t have huge boobs but they were very nice sized, more than a handful for sure. I. "Bend over to the sink young man," she said turning the water on andwarming it up.I pleaded with her while she waited on the water to warm up."Stay still," she said picking up the shampoo.Mom washed my hair and conditioned it. When I stood up she towel dried itand wrapped the towel around my head. I looked over and saw Doug stillstanding in the corner his head full of curlers knowing mom was about todo the same to me."Mom? Why do I have to do this?" I asked whining now."Hush Jimmy. You know.