She smiled, rose and walked around to the back of the couch. "Thank you baby," she said as she kissed her son's forehead; then walked barefoot to the kitchen.
Andy turned his head, watching her ass sway as she walked.
"So I guess what we did was okay then?" he asked.
Rachel called back from the kitchen. "Well it obviously wasn't okay; but truth be told, I really needed it."
Andy tilted his head in thought.
"Then can I ask a personal question?" he asked as he heard the sound of water filling glasses.
Rachel laughed. "I'm not quite sure what more you should know about me," she said as she re-entered the room, a glass of water in each hand. "You already know my 'O' face," she said with a raised eyebrow.
Andy took a glass and sipped as his mother sat on the loveseat across from him.
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