She nodded and rose. She was a stunningly gorgeous woman, the type of woman other woman watch cross a room while they gnaw on their livers. She was we...ring a figure-hugging, floor-length gown of slinky white silk that left nothing to the imagination, including the length and firmness of the nipples that every male in the restaurant watched come swaying towards us despite the situation. Her face was heart-shaped and sculpted along classical lines, making you sure that Helen of Troy looked. "Yes, but I want to talk to you too, Ma," he said. He tried averting his eyes. "Jesus, Ma, why don't you go put something on?"Maggie blushed prettily and pulled her robe more tightly around her. Her tits still spilled over and she gave up."Don't make me feel shy, darling," she said. "I'm your mother. You used to suck these milkers and don't you forget it."She handed him the tool kit. He grinned as he took it from her hand. Maggie sipped her coffee as he went to work on the sink."You're pretty. Her house is bright and vibrant with yellow and baby blue walls with small crystal chandeliers in every room. We sit on her couch, and she asks me what my favourite movie is. I don’t really have a favourite movie, but I’m always down for a good rom com. Cassandra puts on The Last Summer and pulls me in close. I lay down in between her legs with the back of my head on her chest, both of us facing the TV. After around 10 minutes, I notice Cassandra’s hands slowly moving up my torso to rest on my. I wanted to hug you so tight right then. And do much more than just hug you.’ I added meaningfully. She laughed softly and gave my leg a quick squeeze. ‘I wish I had known that. But now, the others?’ ‘Obviously one of them was the way you looked in the bikini, I mean, well what can I say. And especially after we had been in the water.’ I added. ‘While it was still wet, it clung even more tightly to you. Simply mind-blowing!’ ‘Good, that’s what it was meant to do. Now, the last one? And this.