When I turned eighteen, I became exactly half her age. Getting up for a refill, I made it a point to turn my back on Mom as I stood so she wouldn't see the growth that had happened during our little talk. I thought about something Sophie had once told me, "Girls check out guys all the time, we're just better at not getting caught doing it. Ashton and Jared were the reason I had gotten shaved, too. Who knew such a day even existed? Although I could see why my friends thought she was hot, she was still my Mom.
Mom Likes It Rough
My friends never understood the special relationship we had.
At six feet, five inches, I definitely qualified as a big guy. Her smirk said she was playing me but her body language made that unclear. We were shopping at Walmart one afternoon after I had started to date one of the cheerleaders. I stood with my back to her and ran to my room.