Moms Lusty Lesson
There were no tears in my mother's eyes when she stood on the porch watching me carry suitcases out to my old, beat-up Volkswagen. Mom's young for her 34 years, and she'd been restless about having a seventeen-year-old son around the house ever since she hooked up with the rich widower from town. My father had walked out over ten years ago, which is a fucking long time for a sexy, young-looking woman like my mother to have to set a "good example". And I'm at that stage where you're...