I might. If I have to, that is. Oh, not now, I've got Laney and Susan to consider. It's altogether new, and wonderful! So I'll see how things go for a... bit, just be a friend who's there for him."Denise picked up her glass of fruit juice and took a sip. "I expect it'll all work out in the end, Elizabeth. He loves Anne, that's easy to see, and Anne loves him."Elizabeth felt relieved, a little. "Yes, let time pass, Denise. That's probably best." She took a drink herself. "I told you, back in my day. “Good boy. You’re making mommy so excited!”She reaches between her legs and starts rubbing. She then notices the puzzled look on my face.“Oh let me show you what mommy’s doing sweetheart. Go down there and take a look.”I walk to the end of the bed as she spreads her legs wider for me.She explains, “you see the part I’m rubbing sweetie? That’s called a clit-tor-is. It feels really good when mommy rubs it and it also lubricates her va-jyn-a,” enunciating the words carefully so I understand.“Mom,. If ever anyone was likely to encourage her to misbehave, it was me. Father is woefully ignorant. I love him dearly, and he is a true gentleman, but he has no idea.I rather liked the idea of travelling with Dora, in a situation where we could say as we pleased, with Lawrence unable to hear us, committed as he was to driving the coach. We had spent the first day discussing all manner of matters that would have appalled Father.That night we'd stopped at a country inn. A comfy place, though perhaps. ”“I never thought of it that way. I do have family in Chicago don’t I?”“Yes, but you’ll make friends at school too.”Natalie laughed. “I guess so, but who knows how that’ll happen, considering the nerd factor for computer science students.”“Brendon’s a computer nerd.”Natalie laughed. “My point exactly. How long did it take before he told me how he felt? We’d been part of the same forum and problem solving group and often talked one on one for a couple of years before he blurted it out by.