I lightly began to tweak her nearest nipple as she continued her story."Tell me about the first time."She paused, considering her answer."Well, I star...ed thinking about it right away. You held me still for that great licking he gave me; and it made me so hot. I got into the fantasy that night while he was getting me the first time... you forcing me... to let him lick me... maybe even forcing me... to have real sex with him. Not really... I mean I know you wouldn't have... but that was a. Now it is my turn to toy with you and you shall find that there is no escape from the titian's terribly tremendous torture by her tiny, tickling touch! Beware, Erik, ye must abandon all hope if ye enter here! ¹"The two on the settee dissolved into a tangle of flailing arms and flying hands. Rich tenor guffaws rang throughout the room interwoven with the bell-like tones of the young soprano's ebullient giggles. The sounds of their mirth drew the older man from his room. He stood in the doorway. I looked at mother. Mother looked at me .Mother started to shout ‘ what the hell are you talking. You lost your mind. How can I sleep with my son ?Dad : please understand dear. Our son is a good man. He didn’t go to a brothel. He came to you .We only got each other. Please help your sonMother : but it is sinDad: you know what in ancient times .It was not a sin .It became sin after 17th century .Mother : please I can’t do it .She then went to her room. Dad followed her .I got very disappointed.. ”“Yeah sorry Mate,” he replied, “It’s just that thing in the shower the other week.” He stopped and just seemed to drift off, so I filled the gap.“It was just some freaky accident, and at least you only landed on me.”He had a slight smile on his lips as if I said something he found funny, “That’s it you see, I landed on you”“It was just an accident mate,” I told him, trying to be as sympathetic as possible. “It couldn’t be helped.”Mike looked as if he was trying to say something but couldn’t.