”“What about sixteen years old?” mom said as she joined our conversation.Hesitating for a minute, I brought Mom up to speed on the brief discuss...ion we’d had before she joined us.“So, Charles,” mom said, “This isn’t just about having sex, is it?”“NO! – We both try so hard to control our feelings in front of you all and each other. I love her and she loves me, and I was wanting to be able for us both to be comfortable with our love for each other.”“Yes,” I said leaning over, with my hands on my. He’s a second-year student at the University of Ottawa. Raul is studying Criminal Law. Wow. I happily tell him that I’m in the Police Foundations program at Algonquin College. I want to go either Carleton University or the University of Ottawa afterwards. Raul grins, and tells me that the University of Ottawa rocks. He sounds so cocky. The guy is obviously biased because he’s talking about his school. I playfully smack his arm and tell him that I heard good things about Carleton University.. “OH YEAH, he told me he would send a crew of photographers from some famous magazine to take hundreds of pictures of me in all sorts of clothes and some even with me naked. Of course he told me my titties and pussy would be covered unless Mom and I gave our permission for them to take some pictures with me exposed,” Audrey told us excitedly, laughing as she told the last part.“Will you and Anita give them permission to take your pictures of you naked and exposed? I’d love to see those, wouldn’t. Since it was an open house, we just walked in without attracting much attention. And whoosh!!! The heat hit us like stepping into a sauna. Almost instantly, I began perspiring and gave my zipper a little tug.Holiday cheer was poured liberally and I received the usual and expected drunken hugs (disguised gropes but some were just outright gropes). And I continued to tug on my zipper.Hubby was chatting with boys when he looked over at me and motioned toward my zipper. YIKES!!! I was unzipped to.