Abigail looked up to see the hidden face of her youngest son above her. "Hm?" She looked down at herself again and chuckled after realizing what he was talking about. "Oh please, it's not like they're any different from any other pair of breasts I'm sure you boggle at." She then moved to stand up and paused for a moment for she was face to face with the opening in his pants. My had her son grown. Then shaking her head softly she stood up and grinned. "And as if you're one to talk about exposing certain body parts." At the end of her sentance she hooked her pointer finger over the front of the waistband of his pants and pulled slightly, then letting go so they snapped back but without hurting him. "Well since everyone is so naggy about my attire I'll go get dressed." She dropped the rag on the counter and headed up the stairs; her hips giving a slight roll with each step that she had come to do by habit now-a-days.