Threadbare, sheer, and short as hell. It was an older undershirt that even her man would be embarrassed to wear to the door. And here she was, standin... in front of a complete stranger, one hand holding a dollar, the other pulling at the hem line to insure she wasn't giving him a show. Panties were not in the equation. She hated being late, even for a ringing doorbell. The delivery guy’s eyes darted to her chest and her ongoing shirt battle. The tension of her fist tugging at its waist. I walked closer and held her back gently as she closed her eyes and finished peeing.“Josh,” said mom to me, “Won’t you leave me and your sister alone for a bit. We’ll join you in the bedroom in a jiffy.”And so I left them there, wondering what mom might be up to. It felt like a fair few minutes that I was left to wait in Ellen’s bedroom before the two of them entered. When they did, Mom was entirely topless. The Elastic of her tight yoga pants dug into the tender flesh below her navel and gave. More

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