I didn't notice or think about anyone or anything but Jim. He was mine and I was going to get him.As I swayed and moved to the music I could see the e...fect I was having on my son. He seemed mesmerized by each movement and each piece of clothing I removed. By the time I was down to only a bra and panties I was standing directly over Jim on the couch. I could see his growing erection straining against hi spants as I removed my bra and rubbed his face ever so lightly with my tits. I squatted down. “Oh, I want you two to come home so we can all be together,” she cried.“Well this is certainly a motivation to finish off the therapy if I ever saw one,” said her dad.Her mom was trying to stem the flow of her tears as she said, “What about JR?”.“Well he already knows Bobby as Joey’s uncle, and thinks the world of him,” said Katie.“That’s not what I’m concerned about,” said her mom.When Katie and Bobby looked at her questioningly, she continued, “What about his name? Bobby and he have the same. Their girl’s eyes following just as closely, but instead of praise, they showed envy. Either worked for me, I loved the attention, but the best attentions came from my boyfriend who stood at the door of his home. Yes, as you can guess, the best party was always at his house. He always went way out too. Having his parents gone on vacation always helps too. This year the house was lit with Christmas lights and streamers were all over the place. People packed the second floor and the first,. He resembled a male character from a Boris Vallejo´s pictures.Besides, his massive, dense musculature able to take hits that would hurt or kill others, he was able to fly, and was able to figure out puzzles that would stump most geniuses. Also, his wounds healed much faster than a normal being, as his mother, UltraMom, was also capable of doing.The young hero was dressed with his trademark blue, clingy, one piece spandex suit with red boots and a red belt. Emblazoned on his chest, over his.