Mom’s Ass
I stood at the kitchen bar, in front of me was my dad and three year old younger brother. To the right was the den, behind me was the kitchen. To my left was the hall, my parents room was on the right, first room. A cross from their room was the bathroom, just the one. I was just getting ready to go out with my two best friends and cruise for girls, when I heard the bathroom door open. It was mom. She looked at me and we made eye contact, she had a towel on with the top tucked up under her arms and her right hand placed at the top holding it up in front. My dad and brother could not see her from where they were sitting. This was nothing new, …