Usually I was terrified of Ann’s mother but now if felt natural to be talking with her. She had not mentioned my boner but I knew she was aware I ha...d one. She had looked several times at my crotch as she told her story of losing her virginity.Mrs. M then asked if I remembered when I shot off for the first time. I told her I had a cousin that had come to visit for the weekend. She was three years older than me and had come because her parents were going off for the weekend. My parents had gone. My sister was still humping the carpet but only at home. As we were helping my mother with the laundry my mother pick my sister up and sat her on top of the washer machine so she could fold the towels. I was separating the whites from the colors when the phone rang.“I’ll be right back!” my mother said as she ran to go answer the phone.My sister and I continued to do our task when all of a sudden the washer machine started the spin cycle and my sister stopped folding towels and spread her legs. "There was silence for a few seconds then Brian's voice came back over the phone."Ok. Ok Mom. We can be there in about an two hours." Brian said."Good. " his mother replied. "Oh and Brian would you please stop at the liquor store and pick me up a bottle of rum? I really need a drink." Sure. Anything you say." Brian replied in a concerned voice. "We'll be there soon."Brenda hung the phone up. Looking into the mirror opposite the room Brenda thought about the turn of events that was changing her. My friends would see me out alone and on my way home several hours after work had ended. I know they had their thoughts about what I was doing but no one ever asked me face to face. That is except one person...that was my bff. Linda was my best friend forever. We were more like sisters, and my own sister would call Linda "our" sister. Linda had seen me one night on my way home from a date. She asked me how everything was going. I told her wonderful. As our coversation continued Linda asked.