She didn’t mind; it was a subtler form of bondage.By the time she was back dressed in one of his old shirts and an old skirt, another crew was at th...e door. “It’s green!” a voice screamed from the porch. It sounded like a mother, rather than a child. There were shrieks of laughter and then a clatter of small shoes on the steps.“See?” he asked. Somebody had noticed his green arm. He, she knew, was sure that one response was worth the time, the effort, the green-spotted towels. And that poor. I looked at the bottles and dug through to the right one; I only wanted to make my hair a little lighter for the first time. As I applied everything and turned the water on, my thoughts drifted to Kelly. After all, she WAS the one who convinced me to do this in the first place. We had only met a few years back, but we forged a strong friendship right away. So strong, I was never really willing to ask her out on a date or anything out of fear of ruining that great friendship. She had flirted. She smiled. “It’s all right, Edward, you don’t have to hide.” He stepped out from behind the bush. “I, uh, I wasn’t hiding, I just came to give you your toothbrush.” He held up the brush and tin of baking powder. “Thank you,” she said. She started toward the bank of the brook and he walked towards her. She took the items from him, wet the toothbrush, and sprinkled some powder on it. The water at the bank was shallower than where she’d been standing, and Edward could now see a tuft of fine. ' I don't know for sure what may happen between us tonight, all I do know is how much you love me. So, let's get undressed and crawl into bed, sleep, touch or kiss — it doesn't really matter to me. I just need to be loved."I stripped to my boxers; she stripped to only her panties. We crawled in and I kissed my mother with all of the love I could express, and she kissed me back. I crawled up on top of her and kissed her some more. I headed down and started to kiss and suck on her breasts, about.