[Oh, jeez. It is impossible for Soleil to tune out the feeling of breasts against her arm, especially in this state. Her affinity for big tits is not helping. Still, struggle as she might, she continues to do her best to ignore the fact the most attractive woman she has ever seen happens to be on her arm, all because said woman happens to be her mother.
Her willpower is only enough to keep her arousal from becoming visible, but only barely. A pair of boxers won't be doing much to conceal it.]
I'm not sure how much we can make up for while sleeping, Mom.
[Her mother is acting...actually, this is fairly normal, but Soleil is suspicious nonetheless. Still, walking down the hall with a woman on her arm strokes her machismo. This is the kind of thing she should be doing while Father is away, right? Taking his place so Mother is okay?]
Don't worry, though. I'll be here to keep you company. You won't have any bad dreams on my watch.
[She had been lonely when Laslow went out on tours before. She usually threw herself into her work or hosting elaborate social parties. That was slowed down, though, by her new position. She'd wanted that extra time to dote on her daughter but now with her daughter the only one to focus on...]
[Well, she felt that loneliness a little more sharply.]
We'll make up for whatever we can. You've gotten so big and gallant, Soleil. [Whether the "big" had anything to do with the building pressure in her boxers or not was anyone's guess.]
I feel guilty for missing so much of the time when you were just my sweet little girl... [Another squeeze with a heavy sigh, making that chest heave up and down. The last thing she wanted to be was a failure of a mother. Soleil was a lovely young woman but she wondered how much of that was actually hers. It's possible she just became a lovely woman on her own. If that were the case, what could she do to make sure she was taking care of Soleil properly?]
You'd probably have a right to hate me and I don't want that, darling, I really don't... [She wanted Soleil to love her so badly, just as much as she loved her. It was a different type of love than she had for her husband but just as strong.]
[Oh, jeez. She chalks it up to a coincidence, but hearing a woman tell her how big she is isn't helping things.]
Mom, what? No way.
[Soleil gives her mother a baffled look. She would think it was a bad joke if not for the look on the woman's face.]
I don't hate you one bit. I've got the coolest, most beautiful, nicest mother in the world. Why would I hever hate you, silly?
[Sure, Soleil has been sad and frustrated on more than one occasion due to having to be away from her parents, but not once has she felt anything like hate towards either of them. Her puppycrush on her mother would never allow that.]
I'll make up for everything. I promise. Whatever it necessary to bring a smile to that pretty face, heehee.
[Yeah, anything. Not that her mind is coming up with any ideas in particular, but for the sake of making her mother happy, she totally thinks she is willing to go through with anything. ]
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Her willpower is only enough to keep her arousal from becoming visible, but only barely. A pair of boxers won't be doing much to conceal it.]
I'm not sure how much we can make up for while sleeping, Mom.
[Her mother is acting...actually, this is fairly normal, but Soleil is suspicious nonetheless. Still, walking down the hall with a woman on her arm strokes her machismo. This is the kind of thing she should be doing while Father is away, right? Taking his place so Mother is okay?]
Don't worry, though. I'll be here to keep you company. You won't have any bad dreams on my watch.
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[Well, she felt that loneliness a little more sharply.]
We'll make up for whatever we can. You've gotten so big and gallant, Soleil. [Whether the "big" had anything to do with the building pressure in her boxers or not was anyone's guess.]
I feel guilty for missing so much of the time when you were just my sweet little girl... [Another squeeze with a heavy sigh, making that chest heave up and down. The last thing she wanted to be was a failure of a mother. Soleil was a lovely young woman but she wondered how much of that was actually hers. It's possible she just became a lovely woman on her own. If that were the case, what could she do to make sure she was taking care of Soleil properly?]
You'd probably have a right to hate me and I don't want that, darling, I really don't... [She wanted Soleil to love her so badly, just as much as she loved her. It was a different type of love than she had for her husband but just as strong.]
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Mom, what? No way.
[Soleil gives her mother a baffled look. She would think it was a bad joke if not for the look on the woman's face.]
I don't hate you one bit. I've got the coolest, most beautiful, nicest mother in the world. Why would I hever hate you, silly?
[Sure, Soleil has been sad and frustrated on more than one occasion due to having to be away from her parents, but not once has she felt anything like hate towards either of them. Her puppycrush on her mother would never allow that.]
I'll make up for everything. I promise. Whatever it necessary to bring a smile to that pretty face, heehee.
[Yeah, anything. Not that her mind is coming up with any ideas in particular, but for the sake of making her mother happy, she totally thinks she is willing to go through with anything. ]