What do you think we can do?" My body froze for a second to see that my mother was actually winking at me while her left hand was sliding her saree to...wards the right side showing her left melon suffocating under her tight bra and blouse. I could sense the prick in my crotch and felt a load of blood pumping into my brain. I closed the door from inside and went behind my mother, hugging her while letting my hands on her cushy stomach. I could immediately hear a hiss coming out of my mother's lips. There were so many more out in the world.Tens of thousands. Hundreds of thousands. And they were coming of age. Glory Olson announced she was pregnant right before I left, and she married on my daughters back in August. I didn't feel any where near old enough to be a grandmother.I was only thirty-seven and still hot. I didn't have wrinkles or any gray to my hair. It was still my natural blonde.“Okay, we're getting close,” Rebecca said. She was my chief of staff, the daughter who did the. Or imagine that wallet was a scholarship, and Miss Nakamura was a shhhtudent...”“Can I take the rest of my clothes off,” the curvaceous Asian begged, tugging at her bikini bottom. “This bottom is so restrictive it feels like I’m wearing a chastity belt, and I hate not having myself on display at a time like this.”“No,” Becky said. “Let me take it off.” And with that she hoisted the busty librarian onto her titanic shoulders, and tore the tiny triangle of pink fabric off with her teeth.Miss. "You what?" Allison demanded."I'm sorry," I said. "I was going to tell you, but, you know, there was a lot going on, and I guess it just slipped my mind." It slipped your mind that you changed your physical appearance?" she demanded."That's not the half of it," Jamie said. "Changing back almost put him back in the hospital." Damn it, Jimmy! Did it ever occur to you that maybe..." Allison Ann!" I said in a warning tone. The only person to ever call her that was our mom – usually when she was mad.