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- MY
MOTHER'S NIGHTIE !
I worked at a fast-food hamburger joint,
working late most nights, coming home at about eleven, and
sometimes as late as midnight or one. One night in particular,
I stopped and grabbed a cup of coffee at an all-night convenience
market, intending to stay up and do some reading. I had the
next day off, and I was pretty much a night person, anyway.
I found the door locked
when I got home, and had to go around to the back. I found
my mother awake, sitting in front of the television set. I
could see her through the patio's sliding glass door. She
was wearing a tiny nightie, a see-through affair that was
short --- way too short. I had never seen it before, and I.
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- My
mother's Show
I noticed that my mother had developed
some strange bath habits after her divorce from Dad. I would
lay in bed, reading, and she would go into her room, grab
some night clothes, and then take a shower. She would wrap
the towel around her, with no bath robe, and carry her clothes
back to her room and put them on there. I had no idea why
she did that.
Her room was across
from mine, and sometimes, she wouldn't close her door all
the way. It seemed that every night, she would leave the door
open just a little more than the previous night. It seemed
that I had my. . . .
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- Mom's
secret past
It’s funny how things come about. I’m
writing this letter because of a local new telecast, which
started the whole thing. I was watching television, and there
was a nudist Summer Games at a nudist camp about two hundred
miles from us. I thought it was interesting that people would
want to run around naked, and I told my Mom that I didn’t
know that a guy could be naked with women without getting
hard all the time.
She laughed. "It
doesn’t quite happen that way."
"How do you know?"
I asked.
"I was going to
been nudist camps since I was. . . . .
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