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It was necessary only to slightly bend its edge in the lower corner.
I did that.
When the mother, once again, went to take a shower, her son had already cast an eye to the gap.

There was nothing to fear, only the blackness of the night is visible from the lighted room, and I could fully enjoy the beautiful view.
In the bathroom, my mother was not in a hurry, the movements were calm,

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a little tired.
She put the nightie on the washer, looking in the mirror above the wash basin, unzipped the robe, took it off, hung it next to the towels, stood for half a minute, pulled off her panties and I saw my mother completely naked in her conscious age for the first time.
Light, milky skin, small breasts, tummy with barely noticeable folds, strong legs, round buttockless flabby, triangle of pubis covered with dark hair.
Mom was already more than forty, and even through excitement I also received aesthetic pleasure, I felt something like pride in her.
Then I watched the whole process of taking a shower, after which mom dried her skin, putting a towel on all parts of her body.
How my mother would dress did not look, I decided that it was better to be in the room before she left.
From this evening I admired the nudity of my mother on every possible occasion.
Soon this was not enough, I wanted to touch her.
After work, my mother loved to take a nap on the couch for about forty minutes.
If I was very careful, I reasoned, she would not feel in a dream, and even if she wakes up, I’ll have time to pull my hand back, she won’t understand.
I sat at the desk and looked at the textbook to be credible.

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Mom came in, we exchanged a couple of phrases, then the sofa creaked, and there was silence.
I hid, listening to every rustle, soon my mother’s breathing became quiet and even.
It is time.
It was necessary to settle down on the couch next to my mother, as if tired of reading while sitting.
My movements were weightless and cautious, yet the couch creaked so much that my mother got worried in her sleep.
I was not afraid to wake her up, in that I climbed onto the sofa nothing unusual, I had happened to sit next to the sleeping mom before.
I settled down and calmed down.
Mom calmed down.
Having made an effort over himself, he reached out to his thigh, and lightly, like a sapper, with his fingertips sank down on his mother’s curve.
My hand was nervous and did not listen well, I did nothing more for half a minute, then slowly began to lower my palm.
Brush lay on the thigh and froze.
Nothing happened, I expected much more, the palm that was dead on my mother’s thigh excited, but not so bright.
It was too risky to venture on stroking, and it was impossible to stimulate a member of another, due to the creaking of the sofa.
I removed my hand and just began to look at my mother’s ass.
One night, probably was the eleventh hour, undressed and covered with a blanket, I lay and read before bedtime.
Mom entered, already in a nightie, took the book she needed from the shelf and sat down at the table.
We often stayed up to reading, it was our common hobby, or rather the love of literature was inherited by me from my mother.
Much later, I learned that a lot of reading librarians are the exception rather than the norm.
There were always a lot of books in the house, and every year the number multiplied.
Shelves of bookcases with difficulty accommodated polished volumes of Russian and foreign classics, who were given the most honorable places.
Below were books historical, adventure, fantasy.
“All sorts of things,” mostly soft-bound, even lower.
And finally, at the bottom were heavy dictionaries and encyclopedias.
Mom talked with me about what she read, expressed her opinion about the heroes and the author, listened to mine, argued as an equal.
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