‘But I don’t know if I’ve ever told you why I was so determined to get back into the high school. Not too long before you were born, I met a lad...y outside Palmer’s. Of course, it wasn’t like the Palmer’s of today.’ I felt a knot growing in my stomach, because I knew where this story was going. ‘I didn’t know who she was, and I only knew her for a short time,’ Mom continued. ‘She was visiting from out of town. But in that short time, she showed me kindness like no one else had. She defended my. Her face, though not stunningly beautiful, was quite attractive with a gorgeous smile, bright blue eyes, and full lips. I had always considered her to be beautiful. My mother had been very affectionate as I grew up, always giving me lots of hugs and kisses. Although normally quite outgoing, it was no small wonder that over the months following my dad leaving her, that mum nearly became a recluse, preferring to stay around the house. She rarely invited anyone into our home during that first year. Being utterly lazy, most of the time, today she decided on just a tee shirt and a pair of plain black panties, both of which drench by her sweat and clung to her skin. Somehow she had managed to sleep comfortably through the heat, especially since her hand had fell into a half melted bucket of ice cream by the side of her sofa.Waking up in the early afternoon she looked round with a rather contented gaze, bolting upright when she felt the lukewarm liquid on her hand, which used to be ice. I notice Mark and Jon head in the direction that will put them about fifty feet behind the men on the bench. Jon carries the briefcase he has brought along and Mark has his picture phone on hand.Just as Tanya reaches the men on the bench, she lets her purse slip from her arms and land on the floor. Makeup and stuff from her purse scatter on the ground at her feet. She positions herself so that when she bends, the men get a complete view of her ass. Nothing is hid from them including her cute.