Part 926 – A Whole Lot Of Hugs and Kisses And Maternal Advice

The three of them spent a lovely couple of hours together: talking, laughing, teasing Elsie, and remembering.

There was even some eating involved.

But, soon enough, it was time to leave.

Clarice gave Hildreth an extra long hug and patted his bottom. “You take care of yourself. Don’t get yourself killed.” She released him. “You’re too doggone hot to die young. So, don’t do it. Okay?”

He smiled. “Trust me, Clarice. I intend to die as an old, wrinkly man.”

“And you’d still be twelve thousand times hotter than any other old man, I’d wager.”

He laughed. “We’ll see.”

He got into the driver’s seat and closed the door.

Clarice hugged Elsie. “You take care of yourself too. You may be the one and only Elsie Vansing, but that doesn’t make you immune to death’s call. Be careful out there, okay?”

Elsie hugged her extra tight. “I will.”

Clarice released her. “Oh, before you go, I have a couple of  small things I wanted to mention. When you wear it for him, get rid of that crotch strip thing. It’s too narrow to serve any purpose and it’s ugly. Do not wear anything underneath. Not even a string bikini. Leave the drawstrings untied and loosened. You could probably get rid of the drawstrings altogether, but the sight of the strings dangling against your legs will get him thinking such thoughts. He’ll be aching to get his hands on you.”

Elsie blushed.

“Be sure to shave your legs. You do not want him to fixate on how hairy your legs are. It will kill the moment dead. You want him to look at you and just drool desire. On the flip side, do not shave yourself down yonder. Not for your first time. Trust me on this one. I’m not going to say why. Your face is red enough. Just take my word for it.”

She thought it over. “Hm. Other than that, just exude your normal level of confidence. Rock that little skirt and midriff top. Rock it like you own it. And he’ll just be putty in your hands.” She tapped her index finger against her lips. “Hmm. I feel like there’s a more off-color way to phrase that.”

“Don’t. Just don’t. Putty in my hands is good enough for me.”

“Tsk.”

Elsie hugged her again. “Have fun tonight. And be careful.”

“Don’t worry. I’ll have my very handsome escort with me. He’ll keep me safe.”

“I hope so. I want you to be there at my wedding.”

“Don’t you worry about that. I will be there.”  She hugged Elsie one last time and kissed her.  “Love you.”

“Love you too, mom.”

“mmm! I’d better let you go.” Clarice side-glanced at Hildreth. “He’s probably wondering what’s with all the hugging. Or maybe he’s wondering why he didn’t get so many hugs. Poor thing’s probably aching with jealousy.”

Elsie smiled. “I’m sure he is. Don’t worry. He’ll get his fair share.”

“Good. That makes me feel so much better.”

Elsie took the box off the hood of the car.

“And don’t you worry about it, sweetheart. Hildreth is going to love it. Love it like mad crazy mad.”

“Thank you, mom.” She kissed her one last time before getting into the car.

“Well.” said Hildreth. “That looked like an interesting conversation.”

“It was.” She blushed again. “It was very…uhh…instructive.”

“Instructive? What does that mean?”

“Never mind.”

“Ohhh. Was this a last minute birds and the bees talk?”

Elsie was about to say no, but then she thought about it. “Sort of.”

“Care to repeat any of it?”

“Nope.”

He grinned and backed out of the driveway. “Can I see what’s in the box?”

“Nope. Just drive.”

He gave her a long, lingering look before redirecting his attention to driving them back home.

 

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