“Uh-huh. “Oh. Xnxx.com I really enjoyed our ‘talk.'”
“Call me on Wednesday?” I asked. I could almost hear my mom
considering my proposal and could visualize her biting her lower lip as she
mulled it over. “Do you want me to scrub your back?” I grinned at me over my shoulder and responded, “I’ll just bet you would,
too.”
We spent the remainder of that afternoon playing Scrabble. Don’t go to any trouble for little ol’ me.”
“Don’t be silly, mom.” I tried to sound noncommittal, “You’re my guest this
weekend and your wish is my command.”
“Thank you, Jim,” She whispered as she kicked off her shoes and made her way to
the bathroom, “You have no idea how much I think I’ve needed this.”
“I’ll scrub your back if you want.” I suggested half-sincerely and held my
breath and waited for the backlash.
