I turned my head to look up at her, and my face was pushed right into her left breast.“You smell good Mom.”“Thank you, Eddie. You’re as good a...s your sister. You need to sweet talk me more, like you did when you were younger.”Mom has a way of putting her hands in the sleeves of my t-shirt as she stands behind me, then push her hands up through my short sleeves to cup my chest in her hands. She always does this when she comes up behind me.This time, Mom pushed her arms through my shirt sleeves,. Okay so; I didn’t misunderstand your question. I excused myself for being so rude saying my name is Hank. We shake hands; her hands feel warm and very soft. Kathy tells me give me 15 minute.It turns out that restaurant is the bar I passed this morning. Kathy tells me a little about this place and what she likes to eat there. They serve bar food; breakfast all day, dinner food at night. Burgers, wings, you now the average bar fare, Kathy tells me, I think the food is better than average. We go. " I know," he said. I wasn't surprised. Between football, baseball, and my clashes with Mr. Parker, I was fairly well known. "My brother's on the football team with you." Do you know Mikee?" I know who she is." Tony!" Tami said warningly.I moved Tami and me just inside the doorway. "Why don't you go on ahead," I told the freshman. "Take your friends with you."I pressed my lips against Tami's, and my tongue wormed it's way into her moist warm mouth as lunch-goers moved past us. My hand moved out. Mark sat down again, but this time had moved his body closer to mine so that I could feel his thighs bushing against mine. This initial introduction was followed by a bit of general chit chat about the weather and what line of work we were in and where we came from.Marks hand began to caress my thigh, inching his way further and further up and across on to my pubic area. Tom said, “You’ll have to excuse me, I’m needing the toilet.”Tom wrapped his towel around him and headed off for the toilets,.