Our apartment was just down the street, wed make it in time. I live just down the street and around the corner with my mom, she said. But she lets me ...o what I want in the afternoon. Can I hang with you guys? Fat, lazy raindrops landed with a splat here and there, I wasnt about to argue as we neared our doorstep. As soon as we stepped inside, the heavens opened up as if a tap turned on while the cool air of the apartment instantly offered relief from the intense heat. Getting re-situated at. Mom was very careful to make each roller tight and even. She had applied setting lotion first, and as the rollers were wound, the fragrance filled the room. Herb watched her every move as she divided Carol's hair into sections and rolled it up.Of course, Thanksgiving wasn't the only time that Mom set Carol's hair and her own, but Mom thought of it as her special day. Mom loved to cook, and Carol was learning the art as well. Later, in the afternoon, Mom would glow as her family enjoyed the. I pickeda fairly plain black panty, trimmed with lace each side of the frontpanel, that looked as though it would provide sufficient support whereneeded! She then handed me a pink nylon robe, a towel, and a flannel andshowed me into the bathroom, where she told me to undress, put on thepanties and return to the make-over room. I hurriedly did so and,carefully tying the robe to the correct, female side, carried my pile ofclothes back to where she was waiting.I put my clothing on the sofa and. I could feel her thighs against mine and I got tickled by her little hairs that were brushing my pelvic area. The sun was beating down on my back and I could feel a slight breeze sweep against our bodies. I kept pumping up and down and put my head down near her chest and started licking her nipples. I really wanted to taste them and see what they were like.“Ahh,” she gasped. I kept pumping faster and sucked her nipples. I could feel myself getting close again to the feeling I had when she was.