It was an intimate hold and watching her attractive bend to make sure she could clean herself was as close as action as April had gotten since her father passed.<i>Gee never saw mom like this...</i>She shook the though from her head and busied it with keeping her mother steady.<br/><br/>It took no time for April to nodded when Heather asked for her back and legs to be lotioned. "Sure mom." She had been taught how to manipulate Heather's legs and feet to keep circulation going and to keep them healthy enough. She started on the left foot, after uncrossing Heather's legs, rolling the lotion in her hand to warm it a bit before slowly massaging her mother's foot, between her toes flexing each one gently before flexing her foot. She took her time gently rotating Heather's ankle, and massaging her calf which had lost so much muscle and tone. She gently bent Heather's knee and softly flexed it back on the bed smearing lotion into the woman's skin.<br/><br/>"Mom you need to get your tan going." She teased. "Your legs are blinding!"<br/><br/>As April moved up Heather's thigh gently she nudged Heather's legs open a bit more so she could really knead her thighs it felt weird when her fingers graced the crook of her mother's groin but she pushed it away. It wasn't weird. Her mom needed help. She gently took the whole leg in her slippery arms and rotated it at the hip, before smearing lotion on her mother's backside as she travelled to the other leg to give it the same treatment.<br/><br/>Once Heather's legs had been lotioned and fully treated she moved to her mom's back and kneaded out the tense muscles of stress, grief, worry, and using her chair. She was gently but her wet hair kept dancing across Heather's back no matter how many times April flicked it out of her face. "How does that feel?" She asked softly focusing on Heather's shoulder blades and shoulders knowing they must be tight from pushing herself in the chair, and she was right she could feel the muscles all tense. Her mother smelt delicious up close it was one of April's favorite smells.<br/><br/><i>You know this would bet hot if it wasn't mom. I mean...is it hot? Can it be hot? Stop thinking that she's mom!</i>She shook her head again and continued to work out knots from Heather's pushing herself around wanting the woman to feel relaxed, and her body not to be so tense.