They were scrunched up and stiff. She smelt them and smelt sperm, her son's sperm. He had obviously pulled them out of the laundry basket last night a...d used them for masturbation. This now explained why she had had trouble finding some of her panties over the past year or so and how they would mysteriously turn up again. Her son, her little boy with the massive cock, has been fantasising about her.She was so horny and just had to feel that young cock ploughing into her. From ingenuity born of. .. not really?" Me neither," she said, "Want to watch a movie or something?"I shrugged. "I guess...?" Go watch one of yours?" she suggested.I thought for a second. "You know... there's one you mightappreciate..." I hesitated. "And... we can watch it until we fallasleep because it's a long trilogy..." Oh...?" You bring the popcorn?" I suggested."After a change?" she countered.I made a face and realized that once again the damn diaper was wet."That first I guess..."She carried me to the nursery. "Quite lovely," the saleslady said breathlessly."Thank you," Henry sang. "Tell me this, though... Why is one bra a 36F,and this one is a 36DDD, but they both fit me?" A 36DDD is a 36F. Different manufacturers will call their bras eitherone size or the other. But, it is the same size." Well, that doesn't make much sense." Henry's brow furrowed."Has that never been explained to you before?" the woman asked."Not really," Henry said dismissively. "Can you help me find a few morebras this size. I. Dad drove a truck for a local company, so he was home nights. To listen to him talk, though, you'd think he was on the road for weeks at a time. You'd also think he was still in Oklahoma to hear to country twang to his voice.Mom, on the other hand could probably fit into her high school cheerleader's costume, if she'd ever gone along with that nonsense. Her opinion of cheerleaders was that they were too stupid to get good grades or stay off their backs. She didn't have any accent you could.