Chapter #5A game of 21 questions by: Unknown “Um, are you sure mom? I mean I know how much you hate rats.” You asked looking at your mom quizzically. Why was she acting like this, normally your mom would not have spent another second in the garage, even if there was the slight chance that there might be a rat in there, however not only had she not been afraid, she actually stayed in there longer…posing in the mirror. Your mom looked at you, the crazed smile disappeared and her regular soft complexion returned. However, her eyes still looked weird, almost green. “Yes sweetheart, I told you I’m fine.” She smiled a motherly smile. “Oh, ok well I’m happy you’re ok mom.” You say, not fully believing that was all too it. What about all the weird posing and…breast fondling? Your mom had stood in front of that mirror playing with her boobs like a boy plays with boobs the first time his girlfriend lets him play with hers, speaking from experience seeing as that was about the farthest your girlfriend had let you go with her, you had to ask. “Um…well what was up with all that stuff you were doing in front of the mirror?” Your mom’s eyes got wide for a moment, as if nervous, but then they returned to normal. “Oh, you saw that?” your mom laughed. “Oh my goodness that is embarrassing!” she says still laughing. “Well you see, Heather had showed me a music video and it had just blown me away with how much skin these women show, and how some of them looked to be my age just made me laugh. I was just dicking around in the mirror making fun of them.” Your mother said smiling. “I’m sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable Tim.” Your mom looked at you in the eyes, her eyes were definitely a different color, but she seemed fine other than that. “Alright mom, like I said I’m just happy you’re ok.” A sly smile spreads across your mother’s soft face. “And like I said, I’m just too fine.” Your mother says as she returns to that ridiculous pose where she thrusts her boobs out, slaps her ass, winks and gives a thumbs up.” You laugh, a little offset by how large her breasts were when she thrust them out like that. “Ok mom, this isn’t a music video” Your mom laughs too and you both head inside. | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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