How Old Is Yo Mama Novels & Stories

"How old were you when you started sleeping around?" "Did I stop you ? Or tell you how to dress ? Or give you a curphew? What age were you when you started underaged drinking ?" My mother fires question after question. The girls and I stare at him with a smirk on our faces watching my mother set him straight. Momma ain't the best lawyer in town for nothing. "About fifteen or sixteen but tha-" James answers but my mother cuts him off. "But but nothing James. She's about three or two years older than you were and doesn't even do half the things you done. And why shouldn't she ?

Which gave me a heads-up that this is a rather common occurrence for them. “So.. What do you mean by that? Err. Great-grandmother?” Jhoanna hesitatingly asked. Naia gaped at her and quickly said, “Could you call me grandmama dearest? I feel so old hearing you call me that, and it hurts my being.” “But you are old, Mother,” her daughter teased and shook her head. “Anyways! Back to the topic! The land, mother! The poisoned fucking lands!”

“Mama took my ultimatum. This year I am 27 years old, mom and dad want me to immediately end my bachelor period. " "Hahahahahahaha. Honey, how old are you now? You're still 27 next year, right? Already, don't think about it. " "Mas, did you forget that in November I will be 27 years old?" "Is it true? Let me count first. "

Nola muttered with a mix of helplessness and affection, "You're already twenty-four years old, how can you still be so reckless?!" Serena froze for a moment, suddenly looking up in shock at her mother. "Mom, what did you say?! I'm twenty-four?!" When she died, she was only twenty-five, and both her parents had passed away in that tragic car accident when she was twenty-five. "Yes!" Nola set the tray aside on the small table, reaching up to touch her daughter's forehead. "You're not running a fever! How could you be so confused that you've forgotten how old you are?!"

I nod, holding the peas to my gut next. "I know, but I'm really fine. It's no big deal. I've dealt with worse" "I think there's more you're not telling me" her eyes narrow on me, giving me her best Mom, look. Mom's only like 35, they had me really young. Well mama is like 40, because she's older. But mom got pregnant with me at 18. I don't really know how it works, but I'm a mix of mom and mama, so i think I'm biologically both of theirs. No idea how, though.

"As for the headache, um, so far everything is tolerable up to this moment." The old man let out a crispy laugh before disengaging his hand on hers. It was then Helena turned into Chloe, smiled and cocooned her into a warm, affectionate embrace. Chloe slightly flinched because she didn't expect it. Afterwards, her mother-in-law pulled away from their hug and gaze at her. The fondness in the old woman's eyes was too sincere to withstand. Her being intimidated earlier was now gone, making her realize that his parents were warm, nice, and kind people.

Everything about this house was so happy, and I had often wondered if it was a truth or a lie. Mama had been only nineteen when she had had Dom and twenty-three when she had had me. Her young age and lack of experience in the outer world had always given Papa an advantage, an upper hand on all of us, especially on her, and eleven years ago, after Papa had died, it was as though Mama had broken free of the thick shackles binding her for all these years.

I ask. "Of course, I didn't. It was a very long time ago. I think my mother is the same age as that girl if I am not mistaken," Anna said. I remembered that Damon and I’s age has a really huge gap that girl might have lived a long time. Then she might be the same age as Mommy.

“Well since I am your precious and good mother I thought of fixing a date for you. Maya, it is high time you get married. You are not getting younger. Very soon you will be thirty.” “Mommy…,” she gasped. “I am only twenty five for cry sake. Moreover this man looks at least fifty!” Her mother frowned crossing her arms on her chest. “No my dear. He is forty. How old do you think I was when I met your father?” “It doesn’t make me feel better mom,” she yelled in frustration. “I just came out of a toxic and bad relationship which still hurt by the way and you want me to jump into a relationship with a man old enough to be my grandpa!”

It was bad enough her ass was dangerously close to my crotch. "Hmmm." Mom cooed. "You feel nice." "Umm, thanks." I said lamely. "Been awhile since I've had somebody to lie next to." She sighed. "And who knows how long since it was someone who wanted to be next to me." As she spoke she turned her head to the side so that she was looking up at me. Our faces were only about a foot apart, and I found myself marveling at how young she looked. Of course in reality she certainly wasn't old. Mom had met my father while still in high school and had gotten pregnant right after graduating. So although I was closing in on twenty one she was just shy of her thirty ninth birthday. I realized I was staring