I headed back into the bedroom and laid out a sheet of plastic on top ofthe bed before lying back down on my left side and curling up a bit intoa sort...of semi fetal position, just as mum walked back in. As usual, shewas carrying a tray in her hands and on it were 2 items. A bulgingplastic bag with a thin hose attached to it as well as a slightlyflattened used tube. She placed the tray on top of the bedside vanity,before taking the bag and reaching up to place it on a hook on theoverhead bed. Over dinner we talked about everything from sports to sex - and Dan asked a lot of personal questions. i never had anyone ask me so many - but I felt compelled to answer. How often did I have sex? What was my favorite position? What did I want my girlfriend to do that she wouldn't? How often did I beat off? What did I fantasize about? and on and on. I was getting really horny just talking about it. When we got back to Dan's apartment I was surprised when he disappeared into the bedroom and came. The next night we talked about sex again, and she told me about these wild dreams she had been having, and how her nipples have been a bit more sensitive than usual, and how it may be time for her period. As luck would have it, she got her period that day. Not wanting to make a mess, I figured I was out of business for a week. When we went to bed that night, I found myself putting my hand in my panties, and fingering myself. As I was getting close to cumming, I had a vision of my sister. He was about to go out and ask Ms. Norris, Donald's maid, if this was her kid, when he noticed the box on the table. Curious, he remembered Donald telling him about it, and decided that the toddler could wait for a minute longer. He just wanted to have one quick peek. As George opened the lid, a strange green mist poured out from within. He jumped back, tripping over the toddler, and falling onto the floor. Fearfully, he stood back up, finding that the green mist had poured across the floor and.