"You had your hands full of feeling something good when I walked in here," she teased. He could see her nipples, thickening underneath her shirt."Mom!... he exclaimed. "Stop it! This isn't fair." Fair?" she asked. "I don't get it. What isn't fair?"He looked up at her and sighed, "I'm naked here!"She smiled and replied, "Oh, that's what is bothering you?" She crossed her arms in front of her stomach and grabbed the hem of her shirt and slowly started pulling it up. He froze and his lips. ‘You know. But when he did, he often gave me something. ‘Buy yourself a hat,’ he used to say.’ ‘A hat?’ ‘I think it was some kind of joke.’ I smiled and nodded. ‘Were you and Edward lovers?’ I asked. I was pretty sure that they were. Shelley frowned. ‘Lovers?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘I don’t know,’ she said. ‘We had sex. Is that the same thing?’ I didn’t say anything. ‘Edward said that it helped him to appreciate my essence,’ Shelley said. ‘And what do you suppose he meant by that?’ ‘I don’t know. He used to. It all started maybe when, I was in my late forties or so. I still love having sex with my wife but there are times when, I just want a little extra or different that, I can't get with my wife. I had back problems for a long time and it finally got the best of me, I needed surgery. It didn't go as well as it was expected and I needed another one after two years since the first. Now it's been four years after my second surgery and it's better, I can now have sex with my wife. I still think. My parents were troubled why I seemed scared over this issue. They said that it is the duty of every woman in our society to get married be a good wife and a mother so I need not worry about that. Hell, what do they know about what happened to me?The only good part of this was that they said that they would not marry me off with their own decision until I reach the age of twenty four. This means that, I can marry before that but only if I want to. After that, whether I want to or not, they are.