When I was eighteen, my dad left my step-mom. I was living in the house with her. She was about forty-five years old. She was always upset, and I used to cuddle her. One night, I was holding her close, and I got excited. She was wearing a long, pleated skirt, and I think she could feel it. She said to me, "I want one night with you." She dragged me upstairs, and we bonked all night. I would love to bump into her again even though she’s about sixty now.