Her perfume wafted across the room. I could hear mom rummaging around in the kitchen."So is this view as good as the view I gave you down at the gazeb... last night?" she smiled.She slid a red painted fingernail along the juncture of her thighs and gently rubbed the pad of her finger along the seam of her tights.I blushed and said nothing."Which did you enjoy more; watching me fuck that boy or watching me rub my cunt for you?" she grinned and rubbed her silken-shrouded mound, just like she had. He washed me up very nicely and lovingly, maybe the whole idea of doing my son is wrong and perverted but damn, he loves me more than that useless bastard who walked out on me only to get a piece of tail seven years younger. Never once did he offer to shower together.We finished showering and he had me on the bed, drying me up and powdered under my tits and where my bit of belly hung over my legs."You should put powder here mom, so your skin moves smoothly over skin and it will feel nice. "Ok, Melody said, "I've heard that the first time can hurt." "Yes", I answered, "but only if that membrane has never broken. If you'd ridden horses or motorcycles or sometimes even a bike it won't be there anymore" "Cool", Suzanne said. "So we've seen how you have orgasm, but how do we?" "Well, I've never been a woman", I responded, "but I know that if you put your finger inside your outside lips, you should find a little hard spot like a bb." Although I couldn't see their hands as we were. " Tommy?" Yes Tommy, named after my daddy and his great granddaddy." But why Tommy if you all know about Thomas?" Sarah asked as she finally got her tea ready to drink."He's called Tommy, short for Thomas. But we'll get to that. Have you found any other artifacts, other than the key? Have you had any accidents with clothes or other things as you searched the basement? Have you found the off shoot tunnel to the stairs and dead end at the top?" Sarah was puzzled, how did this woman know all that?.