"So ...," mom said. "Any of these girls that you're seeing something that could be serious?" she asked.

She snickered - and then stopped when she saw me really thinking about it.

"Maggie was a lot of fun," I told her. "How old is she?"

"Does it matter?" she asked.

"Not really," I said. "Just curious."

"You just looking for a sugar-momma?" she asked, snickering.

"We made love," I told my mother. "Everybody else wanted fucked. She wanted to be made love to. It was ... nice."

"Aww ...," Mom sighed. "She's probably 10 years older than me. I wouldn't let that bother you though."

"You'd be okay with a...