StockingGirlJ
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I was in college. My boyfriend and I were on the landing at the top of the stairs that led from the front door to my mother's and my bedrooms. I was flat on my back, legs in the air with my boyfriend's face firmly planted between my legs when the front door opened and my mother announced that she had picked up some fast food. I ran into my bedroom while my boyfriend headed for the upstair bathroom. I put on my clothes and went down to my mother who was in the kitchen. She seemed fine. My boyfriend took forever to come down. He told me later that he just kept washing his face over and over. Hah! I can't remember why we we're on the floor right there at the top of the stairs. If my mother had just taken a couple of steps up that staircase...