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Chapter 1
Zhang Ming's mother is named Liu Hui. She has a beautiful face and always carries a shy blush on her cheeks that gives her an especially feminine air.
Her skin is fair and tender. Her breasts are full, and her lower abdomen has a slight soft protrusion probably from her age, since she is already thirty-five but it only makes her look more mature and alluring.
She likes to wear silk pajamas. No matter the style, every pair of them has the same effect: they highlight her fair, round thighs and her plump, full buttocks.
Those buttocks are big and round, heavy with soft flesh. When she walks they sway on their own, carrying a touch of the quiet elegance and shyness of an intellectual woman. Zhang Ming's mother's big buttocks are truly beautiful.
At this moment, however, Zhang Ming is staring at those same alluring buttocks—now wrapped in a white dress as she sits at the edge of my bed, and his heart is burning with jealousy.
My name is Li Gang. My father and Zhang Ming's father were classmates in school and later became colleagues and close friends at the same factory. Our two families still visit each other regularly on weekends and holidays. Both of our fathers love to drink, and once they start drinking they can talk for hours without stopping.
I am 13 this year. Zhang Ming is the same age, but he is taller and stronger than I am. Whenever we get into fights, Zhang Ming is the one who has to step in and protect me. I am grateful for that, yet at the same time he has developed a bossy older-brother attitude toward me, and that fills me with jealousy and quiet resentment.
Especially when it comes to his mother's big, soft buttocks those are so beautiful it hurts.
Even though I am only 13 , I have a sweet tongue and I always know how to make Zhang Ming's mother smile.
I never call her "Auntie." I always call her "Sister." I do it on purpose. I like to say, "Auntie Liu, you look so young and beautiful. When it's just the two of us, I'll call you Sister."
In contrast, Zhang Ming her own son never manages that kind of easy, pleasant conversation with her. I often see the awkward, clumsy look on his face whenever Aunt Liu scolds him.