I am an Army brat and was residing in Germany when all this happened. I was graduating from the same school that my mother had graduated from.... Here I was 5’4, 110 pounds, 38d, 26 waist, and 32 hips, with hazel eyes. My mother was the same size when she graduated. Of course mom wanted me to wear the same prom gown that she had worn with some minor alterations. It was just to long for me and it was not the type that was worn during our time. Mom had. His mother was ill and he was staying to keep an eye on her up in Yorkshire, while things wound down here on the Norfolk coast.One day I was summoned.“Peter. My office please.”In the office, a surprisingly homely affair with paintings and photographs and comfortable chairs, I found Mrs Turner sitting at her desk and her daughter Heather standing beside her. Heather, as I explained before, was a year or two older than me and quite attractive, and I thought her parents had been trying to fix me. I'm afraid I'm a little too pooped to trust myself on the road." Good night then."Tattie shuffled out of the room, weariness hanging on her body like chains."When did she get so old?" came Paula's voice from the shadows."She's not, normally ... but with what she's been dealing with, I think maybe even you would show some age." Not fuckin' likely, bro."Margo and Nicki lay in each others arms, coated in a light sheen of sweat."That was some short break," Margo exclaimed, a shiver running down her. " Why not? I think I'd vote to introduce Brock into the world of physical intimacy. He's a sexy young man. At least I think so." You'd really do that?" Yes, and I'll bet you'd do it with Tanner, too."I didn't answer right away, I was too busy processing the mental images of my best friend's son's naked body, at least what I thought it might look like."Well?" she asked, pulling me back from my daydream."You're his mom, what would you think if I had your son in my bed?" I asked my best.