Down the street lived a good friend and his mother. I walked over one cold and misty night to see him. He was gone so I pulled up a chair on his back patio and waited for him to get back. After awhile I saw his mother look at me through the window. She was a cute little redhead that was always a bit flirty and she never wore a bra or panties as I would come to find out. She came to the door and told me the her son would be home in a few minutes and offered to let me wait inside. As I said it was cold, so I jumped at the chance to go in. She had a small apartment in back of a large duplex sh… Read more
