Little fuzzies grew down the sides of it, and she shifted I could see a red color inside her.I realized I was staring as she pulled her fingers across... it, parting the opening a bit so I could see inside. The outer flaps parted in a diamond like shape. "You like it?" She asked."Yeah," I said."Here sit next to me," she said patting the ground. I moved next to her and she took my hand, placing it right on top of her private place. It was warm and damp. My hand touched and backed off reflexively, a. It nicks your forearm with the tip of its claw and you curse at it, scrambling further back and finally pulling your rifle off your shoulder. The old thing is rickety, held together with tape and prayers by this point, but it does the job as you point it at the creature’s head and fire.Bang. Bang. Fuck, still moving. Bang.The third shot finally stills the damn thing and it slumps, a furious look still etched into its maw. You breathe heavily and stand, looking at your kill properly for the. Davey said that if we really wanted to get out of our wet suits, we should just go ahead and do it right now. Linda (with a grin on her face) asked if he meant right here in the living room. Soon Davey and his three friends were encouraging both of us to strip. I could feel myself start to tingle and my pussy get wet. Linda resisted, but not too hard or very long, and then asked me if she stripped would I do the same. I pretended to be a little shy and reluctant, but by now I could not wait to. "I'm too old for all that," she told me yet again, as if I hadn't understood the first time she had said."No you're not. You're as young as you feel and as sexy as you feel," I told her with conviction."You need to dress sexy to feel sexy, to achieve satisfaction," I told her and mum brightened considerably."So, let's go shopping again," she said and we went back to the shops where I gave mum half an hour on her own to shop.We drove back to our apartment in silence, once there mum hurried off.