[George VI]

I was standing behind the bleachers at one of my teen son’s summer baseball games. I overheard the manager’s mature busty wife apologizing profusely to the mom of another player. The manager’s wife explained that one morning she didn’t know the other mom’s son was over at her house, and the boy walked by the manager’s wife’s bedroom when the door was wide open and he saw her “full frontal” naked, in her words. The boy’s mom accepted the apology gracefully. It might have all been an accident. But, the boy was the class stud, a big tall jock who would later be Homecoming King. Funny how these “accidents” never happened to little dweebs like me.