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was
still packing a youthful dose of sex appeal in every curve of her sculpted
body.
     
    “No, of course not
Carrie! It’s just that some times I wonder, you know…”
     
    Another pleading
expression gripped her face.
     
    “Oh…” Carrie
nodded. “You think she might, uh, fancy the finer gender?”
     
    “No, I’m not saying
that!” Margery shot back. “I’m just… Oh, I don’t know what I’m saying! I just
worry about her, that’s all. I’m her mother. That’s my right, isn’t it?”
     
    “She should be so
lucky!” Carrie gushed. “Your little Roxanne will be just fine, I’m sure. Some
times it just takes a girl a little while longer to find themselves. You know
how that can be.”
     
    “I suppose…” And
here Margery brought a finger to her mouth in thought. “Still, maybe you could
talk to her Carrie? I mean you’ve always been close to her.”
     
    “Me?” Carrie reeled
her head back with shock.
     
    “Yeah, you’ve been
on camping trips with her and family events. She thinks of you like a cool
older sister. I’m just her crazy old mother! And it would be way too awkward if
I tried to say anything like that to her… We haven’t even had the talk… ever!”
     
    Carrie laughed
aloud, patting her best friend on the shoulder.
     
    “Okay, Margery,
okay! Well let’s not make a big deal out of it yet. I’ll ask her to come over
on the weekend for a girl’s night and I’ll see if I can bring it up during the
conversations. But I don’t make any promises!”
     
    “No, of course
not!” Margery beamed, rushing over to hug her friend. “Thank you so much for
this, Carrie! It would just give me so much peace if someone spoke to
her about this kind of thing. Not that I don’t think she knows about it
already, but… oh, I don’t know!”
     
    “It’s perfectly
okay, Marg.”
     
    Carrie leaned forward
to return the hug, as a wry smile slithered across her lips and a debauched
thought swirled about her head.
     
    “I’ll get to the
bottom of your little girl,” the curvy Carrie intoned.
     
    ***

***
     
    Carrie Cumm heard
the knocking upon her front door in the early afternoon. She rose from her
chair with a wide and eager grin, sauntering over to open it up. As the door
swung ajar, the open space revealed a young and very attractive girl. She
looked to be about nineteen or twenty and shapely as could be. Rather on the
petite side overall, but very voluptuous for her size. You could tell a woman’s
body had blossomed for a good many years already. The girl, Roxanne, daughter
of Carrie Cumm’s best friend, stood in the doorway, wearing a taut tank top
with thin straps and a pair of unfathomably tight black yoga pants. Her toned
thighs were being exhibited quite boldly.
     
    “Roxanne, so happy
we could do this!” Carrie Cumm exclaimed, bending out the doorway to hug her
youthful friend.
     
    “Me too, Carrie.
I’m really glad you called. I think I’d just be stuck home all weekend if you
hadn’t,” said the syrupy Roxanne. Her face was like a fine painting, everything
in perfect proportion, and what an enticing appeal it possessed.
     
    “No hot date?”
Carrie laughed, giving the girl a poke in the ribs as they walked inside.
     
    “Uhh, nope,”
Roxanne giggled. “Not had any of those.”
     
    “Well that’s okay,
we can have a fun girl’s night, can’t we?”
     
    “I hope so, Carrie!
That’s why I’m here!” the beautiful Roxanne snickered.
     
    “Well then, let’s
get to it girl!” Carrie shot back, rubbing her hand down along Roxanne’s spine.
And here the older woman took note of her plump booty, held wonderfully in
place by those black pants.
     
     “Wow, I just love
your yoga pants!”
     
    This comment
allowed Carrie a few extra seconds of gawking, as the younger woman peeked over
her shoulder and down at the round ass.
     
    “Do you really?”
Roxanne questioned in a humble tone.
     
    “Yeah, your butt
looks amazing! I’m definitely