“Oh, you fucking little deviate! So you want to piss on mom’s cunt do you? Well go on, what are you waiting for!”Mom had given me the green ligh... and I was indulging in a fantasy I never thought would come true, so I let another jet go and this time I shifted my aim higher until my piss was showering all over mom’s luscious tits. Rivers of piss were running down her body, and she had her eyes closed and two fingers thrusting into her soaked cunt. I stopped again and watched my wanton little. No one said anything unusual and so we got away with it. That was the first time, now the second.The second time was ten days after the incident above. I had done some shopping for Brooke getting her some nice things, not too much though. A couple crop tops, two sexy bra and panty sets (one burgundy and the other navy crushed velvet), a pair of fake leather pants and pair of hip hugger jeans. All of which were nice trendy wear and I liked seeing them on girls so they should be perfect for. Taking my hand “Dad I love you we will be alright I will look after you we don’t need her”Tears don’t come easily but they did that day we two against the world. Over the next few weeks Helen grew quiet not mixing with her friends becoming more attentive we often sat and watched films in the evening sitting on the settee usually with Helen cuddled up close. Has Christmas approached I asked Helen if she would like to go to the cottage over the holiday break the cottage my mother had brought. We noticed that there were much less people in the hallways. The boards telling of arriving and departing flights turned more black and empty. Charles de Gaulle airport was closing for the night. We weren’t completely sure if travellers were really allowed to stay inside the airport at night, so whenever we passed one of the cleaners, we walked in haste, trying to look like we were in a hurry to get to some place that we actually knew where it was. We hid out in a deserted part of a great hall.