Op een morgen deed ze zijn slaapkam

Op een morgen deed ze zijn slaapkamerdeur open. Tussen verfomfaaide lakens lag Reg te slapen met een meisjeshoofd op zijn borst. Er hing een wat weeige lucht. Ze opende de gordijnen voorzichtig, maar het binnenstromende zonlicht wekte hen toch.
"Jesus, Mam, moet dat nou?"
HIj knipperde tegen het licht. Het meisje, met lang golvend blond haar, greep naar haar t-shirt dat naast het bed lag. Ze trok het over haar kleine borsten aan. Snel graaide ze naar haar slipje.
"Goh, ik wist niet dat je bezoek had," zei Emma quasi verbaasd. Ze liep naar de rand van het bed waar het meisje met moeite haar slipje aantrok. "Aangenaamd, lieverd. Ik ben Emma, zijn moeder."
Ze schudde de hand van het verbouwereerde meisje, dat tot achter haar oren bloosde.
"Ja hoor eens, Mam. Ik ben geen kleine jongen meer, hoor. Cindy en ik kennen elkaar al een paar weken en we hebben verkering. Gisteren lag je al te slapen toen we thuiskwamen en we wilden je niet wakkermaken, dus..."
Emma dacht er even over na. Hij had gelijk-hij was geen kleine jongen meer. Maar om dat feit te accepteren moest er in haar hoofd wel enige knopjes omgedraaid worden.

Resultaten (Engels) 1:

One morning she did his bedroom door open. Between bedraggled sheets lag Reg sleeping with a girl's head on his chest. There was a somewhat weeige air. They opened the curtains carefully, but the incoming sunlight woke them anyway."Jesus, mom, that well?"He blinked against the light. The girl, with long wavy blond hair, grabbed for her t-shirt that next to the bed. She pulled it over her small breasts. She quickly grabbed her panties."Gee, I didn't know you visit," said Emma quasi surprised. They walked to the edge of the bed where the girl with her panties attracted trouble. "Aangenaamd, sweetie. I'm Emma, his mother. "She shook the hand of the stunned girl, that up to behind her ears blushed."Yes, mom. I'm not a little boy anymore, though. Cindy and I have known each other for a few weeks and we have courtship. 1 day lag you already sleeping when we got home and we wanted you to not wakkermaken, so. .. "Emma thought moment. He was right-he was not a little boy anymore. But to accept that fact in her head had to have some buttons be reversed.

Resultaten (Engels) 2:

One morning she opened his bedroom door. Between rumpled sheets Reg was sleeping with a girl's head on his chest. There was a somewhat sickly air. She carefully opened the curtains, but the incoming sunlight woke them anyway.
"Jesus, Mom, now do that?"
He blinked against the light. The girl with long wavy blond hair, grabbed her shirt that was lying next to the bed. She put it on over her small breasts. She quickly grabbed her panties.
"Gee, I did not know you had company," Emma said, almost surprised. She walked to the edge of the bed where the girl struggling with her ​​panties attracted. "Aangenaamd, darling. I'm Emma, ​​his mother."
She shook the hand of the bewildered girl, who blushed up behind her ears.
"Sure enough once, Mom. I'm not a little boy anymore, though. Cindy and I have known each other a few weeks and we go together. Yesterday you were lying already asleep when we got home and we did not wake you, so ...
"Emma thought about it after. He was right-he was not a little boy anymore. But to accept that fact had in her head or any buttons are reversed.

Resultaten (Engels) 3:

one morning she did his bedroom door open. between the rumpled sheets was reg to sleep with a meisjeshoofd on his chest. there was a weeige air. she opened the drapes carefully, but the incoming sunlight woke them. "" jesus, mom, is that you? " "he blinked against the light. the girl, with long wavy blond hair, grabbed her t-shirt that beside the bed.she pulled on her small breasts. they soon reached down to her underwear. "" gee, i didn't know you had company, "said emma quasi surprised. she walked to the edge of the bed where the girl in trouble on her panties. " aangenaamd, honey. i'm emma, his mother. "she shook the hand of the verbouwereerde girl, behind her ears blushed." "yes, mum.i am not a boy anymore. cindy and i met a few weeks and we're dating. yesterday, you were already asleep when we got home and we wanted to lie, so... "(emma thought about it for a while. he was right - he was a little boy. but to accept this fact was in her head only buttons were reversed.