Mike finished the note and placed it delicately on Kayla's pillow. He peeked out the door and then hurried down the hallway.<br/><br/>He went back to the kitchen, and it was just mom. He walked up behind her, making no attempt to be sneaky, and put his left hand on her right buttock. He rubbed it gently for a moment.<br/><br/>"Kayla sure is a looker isn't she? She is pretty hot. I really hope she fits in, you know? Not just personality wise but in other ways ya know?" Mike looked at his mom's large tits, and he was mentally comparing them to Kayla's.