You don't think my boobs are too floppy, she said. Not at all, I assured her; they have got fuller with the weight you've put on, so naturally they a...re subject to the laws of gravity, but they certainly don't sag excessively; in fact many younger women would be proud of them. Mum looked down at them and said: well, the top was a bit uncomfortable anyway. She put the white tube dress on over the top, and we made our way to the beach and the sunbeds, mum insisting we stop off at the beach bar. I did not do anything all these days due to fear of losing her. I loved her truly. The real thing happened on this day when I went to her house in afternoon; there was no one in her house except her. She was sleeping me suppose. She came and opened the door, she was in her nightdress and sleepy.She gave a smile and invited me inside, and she went and changed her dress. I went inside and after some regular chat we started to watch TV (star movies), it was a nice movies but with doses of kissing. “It seems she knows a good deal about such from those customers that femme or cuckold their husbands,” she went on as she adjusted her bra.“Your bra holds more than mine,” I joked.“Jealous?” she countered as she jiggled them.“No.”She then got very serious.“You do realize that in a couple of hours' time there is a good chance that he'll be playing with them, and sucking on these big nipples that you think I should get pierced.”“He'll be in more places than just that,” I remarked, as I tried to. The sleeves on my coat were so short, wiping my nose only managed to get my long sleeved shirt all messed up instead. I finally started to walk over to my house, slowly climbing the stairs, and going inside. I knew my troubles were only just beginning, because I knew my Aunt would be over later to give my mom a play by play on what had happened out there. My father was a stern disciplinarian, and I had no doubt that he'd happily wade in and add to my woes.I was right. My mom listened carefully.