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Beth had always been close to her mother, the pair had been inseparable since her father’s death 9 years ago. Beth’s mother never re-married, nor dated much for that matter. Her job kept her pretty busy and often she was not home when Beth went to bed at night. She didn’t mind though, she had weekends with her mom, and that seemed to ease the pain of being alone so much.

Beth’s mother was beautiful for her age, at 36 years old, she could easily pass for 25. She had taken care of herself over the years, often indulging in a day at the spa or a weekly massage. She was tall, with legs that seemed to have no end. Her hair was long and thick, a beautiful shade of honey blonde and her eyes were so deep blue you could easily become hypnotized.

Luckily, Beth had inherited her mother’s beauty. She was just a few inches shorter but had the same gorgeous hair and hypnotizing eyes. She had recently turned 18 and was looking forward to starting college in a few months. She hated to leave her mother behind, but she would be home every weekend as the college was only 22 miles away.

One night, Sheila, Beth’s mother, heard her daughter crying as she passed her bedroom door on the way to her own room.

“Beth? Baby what’s wrong?” she asked, slowly pushing the bedroom door open.

“It’s nothing, Mom,” she whispered in the darkness.

Sheila entered the room and flipped on the lamp next to Beth’s bed.

“Oh baby, you’ve been crying for awhile, what is it?” she asked, running her fingers thru her daughter’s hair.

“Angie called me today,” she said, trying to adjust her eyes to the light, “She won’t be going to college until next year, she’s taking a year off.”

“I’m sorry, honey, I know you were looking forward to starting school together,” said Sheila, shifting and getting comfy on the canopy bed.

“We had it all planned out, Mom, we would start college together, graduate together, then move in together and start that art studio we’ve been planning,” said Beth, wiping her nose with a tissue.

“Well honey, you can still do that,” said her mother, “You’ll just graduate a year earlier, then I’m sure Angie will join you.”

Beth did not seem satisfied with that answer and she began to cry again, “She has ruined our plan, Mom, I guess she didn’t want it as much as I do.”

Sheila moved up on the bed and took her daughter into her arms, “Baby, it’s all gonna work out fine, you’ll see.”

Beth settled into her mother’s arms, instantly feeling better.

“Thanks, Mom,” she said, looking up to give her mother a kiss.

“It’s quite alright, baby,” she said, returning the kiss, “That’s what I’m here for, you can talk to me anytime.”

Beth smiled, remaining in her mother’s embrace, feeling safe and almost child-like. She took in a deep breath, smelling her mother’s delicious perfume. That smell had always made her feel warm and cozy, remembering that scent from early childhood.

The pair remained quiet as the mother held her child, gently rocking back and forth on the bed, occasionally running her fingers thru her hair.

Beth noticed that her mother’s fingertips would graze her breasts every now and then, but still neither of them spoke.