Robert envisioned her butt on the patio, lifting and dropping, shaking side-to-side, as if it was waving to him. That is where his hands were going to be.

He touched the edge of the towel, then dove into the muscle at the top of her butt. Her glutes fixed. Would it be advisable for him to continue onward or bounce down to her legs?

“I'm speculating Orva doesn't request that you rub her down there,” Miss Rose said.

“A wish, I guess"

“Thought as much.”

The blood depleted from Robert's face. He had stood up clearly and uncovered his secret longing for his mom to her closest friend.

“No… not...