When I got home Mum asked me what had happened, but I wouldn't tell her, and then she bathed my lip as I sat in the kitchen. She had on that housecoat...again, but when she bent over me I discovered she wasn't wearing a bra, and the sight of her naked breasts made me forget my injuries. After she'd cleaned me up, she kissed me softly on the corner of my mouth — I thought of the boy feeling her tits, and for a moment I was tempted to follow his example — but I didn't.Thursdays were the nights when. She took a long shower and toweled herself off. Her hair could air dry, she thought. The blower would be torture. . She sat and read in the small living room, wearing only the short cut-offs—no bra, no shirt. She couldn’t bear the feeling of clothes on her skin. When the bell rang, she pulled on a sleeveless t-shirt, and opened the door to find Bob. He had a dark blue short-sleeved work shirt with a white oval over his heart where she saw in red script “I’m Bob.” “Hello m’am. Hotter than. More

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