Seamed stockings and a tiny blue thong completed her outfit, and she looked stunning.“I’m nervous,” she said. “I feel like I’m going on a da...te.”“Well you are, you’re going to meet an old lover.”“And my son’s taking me.”“Yes,” I laughed and pulled into the car park.“She’s there look, over there.”A pretty brunette was getting out of a car opposite us, I tooted my horn and mum waved then turned to kiss me, the kind of kiss that lovers share.“I’ll see you in a couple of hours, don’t eat, I’ll make. She told me David has called to say he had to work until 7.30 but he would thrilled to see me when he go home.. ‘You can wait for him watch TV but I have a terrible headache and I’m going back to lie down in my bedroom, please don’t have it on too high’. ‘No problem,’ I said. ‘I’ll tell Mr. Franklyn where you are when he comes in’. ‘Don’t bother,’ she said. ‘He’s just stormed out again after I told him I can’t make dinner when I feel like this’. She went upstairs and I took a Coke from the. Besides, he's not likely to have any of THOSE desires now for quite a while!It's amazing how we grasp at straws when the prognosis isn't good: There's a guy on TV who claims all cancers can be killed by elevating one's body chemistry to alkalosis (as opposed to acidosis). Apparently, cancer doesn't do well in alkaline environments, according to his book.But dad is going with the radiation treatments - it's just the tight lipped silence from the doctors (who are prohibited from outright lying. Just pick up the phone and dial23. I'll be right up."Stan left the room, closing the door when he left. Shyly, I went to thecloset and opened the door, stepping into a sea of color that almosttook my breath away. I reached out and felt the soft fabrics as iftouching them would somehow confirm their existence. Finally, I backedout and slowly began to undress. I found everything I needed, includingpanties, a waist nipper and bra, then makeup, a wig, and so on. I did mybest with the makeup, but I.