Mother said as she cleaned the kitchen, working around me as I gathered my bowl and cereal in one hand and my cup of coffee in the other. She sat with me. We chatted, but I noticed in her face, I can't describe it, a look. A look that said, 'please don't mention last night, don't ask me why, please'. So, I didn't. I ate my cereal. Confused, curious, and horny for my mother.
I put my bowl in the sink and turned to leave.
"Enjoy your day, James. I'll see you tonight."
I didn't get home till after ten that Friday night. In the afternoon one of the concrete delivery trucks ended up upside down in a swimming pool. An epic disaster that required everybody. I was glad it was Friday.
The house was dark, steamy, and quiet. I'd left my clothes in the basement. This time, my briefs too. What diff
