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Mom’s eyes were closed in concentration. “Don’t worry,” she said as she looked at me understandingly. “Don’t worry,” she said as she looked at me understandingly. I certainly didn’t, not in that way. I could feel mom’s nipples against my chest. Her hair was short and mousy brown. I leaned closer and laid my head on her shoulder. What can I say, I don’t think many people would find their own mother attractive. I had been ready to give up then, but mom had taught me I shouldn’t quit so easily, so we were now trying it again. The sun was shining and the old oak tree outside stood as study as ever, its leaves barely moving in the wind. I didn’t pull out for a while.
