Exploring Ideas

The little redhead was everyone's perfect sweetheart. She was gentle and kind. She would go out of her way to help others - even when they didn't quite appreciate it.

Maybe that was why this was so strange in the older woman's eyes... she had never experienced something like this before and didn't know how she really felt about it.

"Mommy, can you make it feel good like Daddy does?" The soft voice asked with those beautiful vibrant blue eyes staring into the older woman's eyes.

"I don't know how Daddy makes it feel good." The woman who felt like she was in her 60s at this very moment asked.

"That's ok, I can show you how." She arched her back and took her underwear off.

"Whoops! I almost ripped it Mommy!" The sweet voice giggled.

The individual in front of her was one of the sweetest that she had ever met, but the older woman felt a wave of discomfort deep within her with the titles of 'Mommy' and 'Daddy' in this setting. It felt wrong, but she didn't believe in preconceived notions - she just needed to expand her mind.

The darling used her fingers to spread her lips and then grabbed a piece of the material to her right. "You cover your fingers with this Mommy. And then you gently put one finger in the hole here." Slowly a finger disappeared into the vagina.

"Then Daddy rubs this spot. You do circles soft and slow - don't push too hard 'cause that hurts!" The fingers had moved from the lips spreading the vagina open to the clitoris.

"I am not doing that." The woman was firm.

The redhead's eyes filled with tears. "But Mommy, it doesn't hurt like that. You need to be careful! Please help it feel good..."

The woman turned away and whispered, "No. I can't do that for you. Put your underwear back on."

The young person now was crying. "Daddy loves me more than you do Mommy!"

"Sometimes the answer is no and that doesn't mean I don't love you." The words came out choked as she forced herself to not scream. She had thought that she could do this...

But, she was not built for roles like this. She didn't even know how to process what had just happened other than knowing that she desperately needed a shower and to relax the tension giving her a migraine.

The world might be full of all kinds of people, but she wasn't able to relate to everyone. And sometimes, that was a very good thing, she reminded herself, as her shaking hands got the hot water running.

The door slowly creaked open slightly... "Mommy, Daddy lets me shower with him. We can play all the games in there - just don't make it too hot!"

"No. Shut the door. I need to be alone right now. You can go watch TV." The sigh from the younger individual made the older woman feel bad for not having a better answer to communicate that she simply needed space to process her feelings and decide whether or not to keep an open mind about every situation.

As the door squeaked shut her murmured "Thank you..." was only heard by the water as she pictured her emotions washing down the drain. Rotten, confusing emotions that she didn't have the words to explain. She should have just stayed alone with her books and her pets.

But, even old-timers need new experiences...