Then she got down on the grass and did some serious stretching.
She explained every stretch. Every yoga pose. Every benefit it provided to her body. Every spiritual benefit it gave to her. Her body was a mesmerizing sight as she stretched.
“Elizabeth taught me these poses during the vacation,” mom explained.
Elizabeth was the 50 year old lawyer who mentored my mother at the firm. I suddenly imagined them doing naked yoga during their vacation together.
She continued, “It was hard at first. Each pose was a unique challenge. I’ve always been fairly flexible, so I already had a nice base.”
My mother adjusted herself and struck a more challenging pose. She sat on the grass and stretched the muscles of her mid-section.
She continued, “You know, Elizabeth has been very instrumental to my spiritual growth. Liz was the person who recommended those books to me. And she suggested that I purchase that particular vibrator. It’s worked wonders for me. The books have really opened my mind. And the vibrator, my gosh.”
There was no doubt in my mother’s voice. She was proud of herself. No question. Then she released the pose and put both feet forward, reaching across to touch her toes.
She continued, “Things escalated quickly during the trip. Much quicker than I could have ever anticipated. I learned things about myself. New things. I was pushed to new limits. I found my inner strength. And my outer strength.”
The pose was released. Then she struck a much harder pose. She placed her forearms on the grass, then she lifted her legs, feet in the air. Her entire body weight rested on her forearms. Her body was straight. She was upside down. The muscles in her arms looked tightly flexed.
She continued, “This isn’t boring you, is it?”
Her voice was slightly strained because of the intense physical exertion she was performing.
“Of course not. No way. I’m listening.”
“I thought you would enjoy hearing this. Especially since this concerns you.”
“It does?”
My mother remained silent for a moment. Then she breathed harder. Her arms and body must have been getting tired from the upside down pose.
It finally came to an end, and my mother brought her feet down. She quickly stood back up and took a deep breath. She looked exhausted and she shook her arms to relieve the tightness in her muscles.
“It does,” she finally said. “Believe it or not, we shared intimate things during our trip. Stories I mean. We bared our souls to each other. We revealed everything. I’ve tried to keep an open mind, sexually speaking. But what I heard shocked me to the core. And in a good way.”
I simply listened attentively.
She continued, “As it turns out, believe it or not, Elizabeth is far more liberated than I ever could have imagined. Sexually speaking, she’s open to everything. And she’s done everything too. I won’t go into all the details, but that woman is experienced. Anyway, she dropped a bombshell one night that I still don’t think I’ve recovered from.”
I listened, wondering where this was headed.
She continued, “Elizabeth keeps an open mind. And she keeps her legs open just as wide. Even for her own son.”