Finally I reached the top of her white panties and dipped my hand ever so slightly under the waistband. Instantly my hands caught on to her heavy, ver...y thick patch of pubic hair. My mother, knowing exactly what I was doing, moved her hands, without my really noticing and slipped the panties all the way off, giving me free access to her mature bush.Pushing me back, my mommy pulled my pyjamas off. "Fair is fair son, if I'm naked, you have to be too." I didn't argue, although for a minute or two I. That night I returned to my trailer to make sure I was freshly clean andshaved. Most of the makeup had come off in the shower but there werestill traces that Dani needed to remove.Since I had packed for comfort knowing we were in a tropical climate,all I had with me were tee shirts, tank tops and shorts. I picked out mybest dark blue tee and a pair of khaki cargo shorts. I groaned and mycockiness disappeared as I looked in the mirror, even in boy clothes Istill looked like a girl with my long. The reason for that discomfort was not because Tom was now sitting on stage before an audience of hundreds of Blanke Schande College students, plus staff and faculty but because he was wearing clothes. In fact both of them were and both of then felt very uncomfortable. Even Jamie Williams, sitting just next to Belinda, was wearing clothes and she was feeling very uncomfortable too.The elegant picture of Tom wearing a lovely black suit with a white shirt and a red tie was broken by the action of. It really did split our family and the ensuing divorce was bitter.I have two brothers, each older, and, at the time, Russell was fourteen, Dale, twelve and I, John, was just ten. It was so clear which parent was at fault that it took no effort for any of us to decide who we wanted to live with; it was our dad. Mom got visiting rights but we lived with our father after our mom moved out of the house.Life went along nonetheless and a year or so later, Dad went to his twenty-fifth high school.