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Intro. When I came to Hsuse, Maria, my Stuefmutte, 38 years old, and her friend Pam, black hair, 50 years old, were sitting in the bright light above the massive kitchen table. It was Pam who caught all my attention. She raised her hand, an elegant gesture with a glass of red wine in the other, and not only beckoned me over, but literally pulled me to the table with her gaze. "Come closer, let me look at you," she said, and in her invitation there was an undisguised, almost bold curiosity. "Your mother already said that you have become a handsome man..." She took a conscious pause, the wine gurgling softly as she put the glass down. "She did not exaggerate. " That was not an easy compliment. It was a statement, permeated by a slight but palpable erotic admiration. I was nineteen, and this woman, a friend of my stepmother, saw me not as the son Mary loved, but as the man."Sit down," said Maria
Pam and Mary
@günter Mauer
Pam and Mary
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Intro. When I came to Hsuse, Maria, my Stuefmutte, 38 years old, and her friend Pam, black hair, 50 years old, were sitting in the bright light above the massive kitchen table. It was Pam who caught all my attention. She raised her hand, an elegant gesture with a glass of red wine in the other, and not only beckoned me over, but literally pulled me to the table with her gaze. "Come closer, let me look at you," she said, and in her invitation there was an undisguised, almost bold curiosity. "Your mother already said that you have become a handsome man..." She took a conscious pause, the wine gurgling softly as she put the glass down. "She did not exaggerate. " That was not an easy compliment. It was a statement, permeated by a slight but palpable erotic admiration. I was nineteen, and this woman, a friend of my stepmother, saw me not as the son Mary loved, but as the man."Sit down," said Maria
Pam and Mary
@günter Mauer
Pam and Mary