"More coffee, Eddie?"

"Mmm, yes, please! You brew a farout cup of coffee, Mom."

She laughed, delighted at the compliment, and rose to her feet. Her firmly voluptuous body jiggled slightly as she moved to the stove to get the coffee pot, her tautly rounded buttocks straining hard against the thin material of her cutoff bluejean shorts, her full ripe breasts clearly defined beneath the loose cotton shirt from India she wore. Eddie watched his mother with joy. How wonderful it was to be back with her again.

Lily poured more coffee into his cup, a little more into her own, and returned the pot to the stove. When she had seated herself again, Eddie said: "Mom, will you show me around the town today? I didn't get much of a chance to see it yesterday. And I'd kind of like to see San Francisco too."

"Oh honey, I'd love to, but… well, I've got to get these chokers and bracelets done for the fair. If I don't I'm going to be flat broke. You know your father didn't give me a cent of alimony!"

Eddie pouted briefly, then brightened. "I understand."

"That's my boy! We'll go for the deluxe tour once I've finished this project. And I do mean deluxe!"

He grinned happily. "When will that be?"

"Early next week probably."

His smile faded and a look of worry replaced it. He bit his lip. "Oh, Mom, I just hope I'm still here with you early next week."

Lily stood and went to him, kissing his forehead lightly as she put her arms about his shoulders. "Don't worry now," she said, putting full reassurance into her voice. "Everything's going to be fine from now on, you'll see."

"I hope so," he whispered fervently. "I don't want to leave you, Mommy – ever!"

"And you won't have to," Lily promised, thinking: I'll never allow you to leave me again, my darling little boy… She lifted his chin and smiled into his face. Then she kissed him lightly on the forehead.