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A Gift From Mom

... would snuggle over and stay close to Billy. ... 6. Saturday morning and reality is back. He could barely open his eyes at first Saturday morning. The hangover from the night before caused a haze. He squinted and saw her across the room. "Happy birthday, Billy." 'Good, at least she's smiling', he told himself. The vague memory formed more and more, and his boxers grew as it did. Had they really done that? He saw her drift about the room in her work out clothes. She was about to leave. "Hey." His voice was strained. "I should go, too." He sat up, and she came around to his side of the bed. "Catch up with me over there. I'm going on ahead." She gave a quick smile and pecked his cheek. "You alright?" He couldn't help sounding worried. "Oh yeah, sure." She nodded reassuringly as she backed to the door. She paused and then returned to the bedside. She bent to him and looked to his eyes, caring. "Everything's alright. We just can't let something like that happen again. That's all." She patted his bare, exposed chest. "Just so you know. ...I'm not saying I regret it. We shared it. It stays between us. But, no more. We just can't." She started backing to the door, and he stammered out to her. "Wait. Don't say that." He pulled himself up, but she went out the door. He grimaced and looked around for shorts and a t-shirt. He needed that work out. It only took minutes and he was out the door. He refused to accept what she was saying. There was just no way he'd be able to stand it that ...

... night if they couldn't go further. No way. He stumbled into the gym area, and she was on an elliptical machine. She saw him right off, and a big smile radiated on her face. He took a machine beside her. Billy struggled with the cardio for a bit, and then left the machine. The effect of the previous night's alcohol weighed on him. Patty shot a dismissive glance his way, but he went on to the weights anyway. He glimpsed back at her, and she was watching him head across the room. He liked finding her keeping up with him as he walked away. He took that as a positive. She definitely looked appealing, even if she was hung over. She had her thick, brown hair pulled back, and her eyes were still piercing. Her body was certainly in good shape, as the black shorts and white tee attested. Clearly, she took good care of herself. Billy thought this over as he whipped through a few sets of weights. He wanted to check how she was, and when he looked up to her, he was a little taken aback. An older guy with salt and pepper hair had saddled right up next to her, and he seemed to be trying to get a conversation going. Patty barely acknowledged him, and then abruptly cut her cardio off. She gave a brief polite smile to the guy, and then walked away. She came straight over to Billy, where he finished one more set of presses. She stood close to him. "Hey." She held his look for an extended time. "Everything alright?" Billy didn't want to sound jealous, but he was also going to be protective. "Oh, ...