I could tell she was enjoying this; so I began to unbutton her blouse while kissing her. This is when I started to get some resistance. “Ah, no wait...! No, no James stop, please stop., she said. This is crazy. I’m sorry she said. I can’t believe I did this to you. I could tell she was trying to clear her head, but always the mother, even now taking blame for what was happening. I’m so ashamed. Oh, what you must think me to act this way. I was lost for the moment, but we have to stop. You’re my. ’ ‘Oh?’ ‘Yep!’ she told him, ‘They wanted to know all about you.’ ‘And?’ ‘Well… I don’t know that much about you, so I couldn’t tell them much, could I?’ ‘Is that what you told them?’ he felt gutted that he had warranted such little discussion. ‘No!’ she protested. Then she gave another little laugh, ‘I told them that you are gorgeous and that our hot date was indeed a hot date – which was what they mostly wanted to know.’ Another air punch and another silent, ‘Yesssss!’ ‘Really?’ his voice. I can take care of them all, if you'll just give me a chance. I can probably run that produce stand you keep out by the road, if you want me to." Uh, Miss Lodge..." Please... Cat." Okay, Cat. Look, to be blunt, I'm a little concerned..." Oh, you mean about these," and her hands went to the massive globes under her dress."Yes." Well, I do have to admit that they sometimes get in the way when I'm working but I've always found a way to work around them. They won't keep me from getting the job. Mom says hergoodbyes to Aunt Heather and me, gives me a soft kiss on thecheek and exits.Aunt Heather is wearing her soft brown hair down past her shoulders,soft makeup that accents her brown eyes, lightly pink skin andfull lips. She is wearing a blouse that has a few buttons open,the creamy, off-white of the material blending with her palecleavage. I'm guessing that she had on just a plain white bra,since she wasn't sagging, but no colors showed through the top,although I've seen her leaving.