Nervously, I exited only to hear my mom thank Melinda for something my bewildered mind could not comprehend. Continued. Beeg . . . . … Then she kissed my forehead telling me she would call me tomorrow. I waited a few moments before leaving the restroom unsure of the situation outside. Unlocking the door I let my pants fall back down to my knees. She just asked if I was enjoying the movie and sat down beside me. She confessed about her sexual exploits and answered my many questions about sex. As though Melinda had experience in getting out of situations in the past, she without a hesitation or bobble zipped and buttoned my pants with ease, and quickly met my mother at the door.




















