I looked down at my mother who was concentrating on tying my shoelaces, and smelled a sweet body scent. My mother was wearing a V-necked and quarter-sleeved sweater. She was surrounded by a purple lace-edged apron in front of her. She was a huge fat buttock tightly wrapped in a dark red hip-covered skirt. Her hips were round, tight and high. As my mother tied her shoelaces, she swung slightly left and right. I couldn't help but see my throat dry. I swallowed a deep saliva. I was about to put my eyes down and lower my head to tell my mother that I could, but my eyes fell under the soft silk hair that my mother had tied with a golden hairpin. My face turned red and my ears were beaten very quickly. I grabbed my schoolbag with my left hand, blocked my crotch with my right hand and turned around and snatched the door.