Mom huffed adorably at my teasing and then settled back into my arms. Over the next few weeks, Mom and I settled on our cover stories about our pasts together. We decided to just be vague as much as possible and not give complete answers. We decided that if I was asked my full name, I could just use my middle name. Though we both doubted I would need to do that. I started calling her "babe" instead of "Mom," and she stopped blushing every time I called her that.
Mom was initially planning on wearing a conservative skirt suit to the party, but I was finally able to convince her otherwise. After numerous suggestions, compliments, and arguments, she finally agreed to wear a very sexy red dress that she owned. She looked amazing in it. It was low-cut enough to show off her amazingly large bre
