My first day of kindergarten I met Cin, Cindy, and we just hit it off. We were inseparable at school, and used to spend a lot of time at each other's homes after school and on weekends. She still is a best friend, but when I was 15 Cin's parents divorced and did the school time with mom and summer with dad split. Our first Summer we did the whole tearful good-bye's at the airport and called each other almost every night, but a call that I hadn't expected came about 2 weeks after Cin left for her father's.

Cin's mom Gina called me and asked if I wanted to go shopping with her. She said Cin had always helped her with a second opinion about cloths to buy, and if I wanted to join her, then she'd get me some stuff too. That was fine with me, Gina had always been the coolest mom. I told my mom I was going shopping with Mrs Carson and headed for Cin's house.

Out shopping was great Gina was updating her wardrobe to fit her "new single" status--ya, she was getting some cooler stuff and not "mom wear". Skinny jeans and heels, some nice tops that didn't look like she should be home with her 10 kids and tractor driving husband, some naughty lingerie just in case, and a final stop in cosmetics to get her "war paint", as she called it, changed to a little more glam than boring. After we were all done, Gina noticed that I had not bought or asked for anything. She told me, "Young lady, this will just not do! Next time we are shopping for you." True to her word next Saturday, Gina called and asked, "Are we still on?"

All of my teasing Gina the week before came back to haunt me on this trip, I needed new shoes, and to most of my selections Gina commented, "What, old lady shoes again?" She finally talked me into a pair of red Stewart Weitzman's and I almost died when I saw the price! They were gorgeous on my feet and I loved the feel. She told me, now let's get you an outfit to match! Silk and lace panty and bra set, real silk stockings with garters, a mini, and a gorgeous red silk top. My head was spinning by the time we were done shopping and heading back to my house. I suddenly realized that no way my mom was going to let me keep this, let alone wear it. We had almost 2000 dollars of the greatest clothing I'd ever seen in my life. When we got to my place, Gina could tell something wasn't quite right. She asked me if she went overboard? I told her that it was the coolest stuff I had ever seen, and it felt sooooo good wearing it, but I knew mom was not going for it. She gave me a smile, and said, "That's OK. You can wear it when you're with me." I gave her a huge hug, then grabbed a bag with a couple pairs of skinny jeans I knew mom would be OK with.

A couple weeks later she called and asked if I wanted to go to the show. I told her sure, told my mom I was off to the movie, and ran down the street to Cin's house. Gina greeted me at the door, and with a rather puzzled look on her face asked, "Are you going to the show like that?" She had, unknown to me, invited me to a play and not to a movie. She smiled and said, "Well, it'll give us a nice outing so we can use your new cloths."

She took me to the guest bedroom and helped me get ready. I was powdered and perfumed, then dressed in some of those magnificent cloths she had bought for me and yes, the red heels too. We stood in front of the mirror as she finished brushing my hair. I was gorgeous!

The play was strange, "Sweeney Todd", but I didn't care. I was literally dressed better than I had ever been dressed in my life, and I was enjoying it. Gina even let me have 1 glass of wine at intermission as a celebration. It was the best night I had ever had. When I got back to Gina's, she helped me get back into my regular cloths. I couldn't contain myself, and as I she helped me start taking things off, my blouse and mini at that point, I turned and kissed her full on the lips.

I didn't mean anything by it, other than a huge THANK YOU for everything, but before I could back off she started kissing me back! When I realized what was happening, instead of pulling away, I melting into her. I literally almost fainted, so she had to wrap her arms around me to hold me up, and I wrapped my arms round her neck and kissed her deeply. We stood there for several minutes, our hearts racing, our rapid breaths teasing across each other's necks, then it happened. We really kissed!

Our lipsticked lips pressed together, our bodies intertwined, her hands caressed my bottom, then her nails pressed tightly drawing me even closer to her. In that instant we became lovers. More that we had could not be that night, but our hearts had touched. My best friend's mom had become the passion of my soul.