---I had just taken my first bite from a cookie I had grabbed for a latenight snack when there was a knock on the door to my bedroom on the bus.I swal...owed and placed the glass of milk next to the small plate ofcookies, and then I climbed out of my bed and walked to the door. Iopened the door slightly, and I saw my mom standing and smiling at me. Ireturned her smile while opening the door further to let her in.Her eyes alit on the cookies immediately before she turned to the TV thatwas softly. Two hundred and fifty miles. I could now see five University cities in my acceptable zone; Aberdeen, Dundee, Glasgow, Edinburgh and Plymouth. I turned back to the UCAS coursebook. All five of them offered an English degree course. I read Edinburgh University’s prospectus.“Explore elements of English literature such as myths, fantasy, crime and popular culture. Our academic team includes novelists, poets, scriptwriters and academics.”I liked the sound of that. I’d read several of Ian Rankin’s. She spread her legs and I kissed her inner thighs, careful to only blow air on her pussy. Then with just the tip of my tongue I touched her pussy gently moving down from the top, when my tongue touched her she let out a long sigh. Then I started moving my tongue on her clit making little circles, she was so very moist, I placed my finger at the entry to her vagina but I did not insert. She started moving her hips and her movements alone would put the tip of my finger in and out, I could tell by. "I'm turning into a monster," I wailed.My sister grabbed me, and held me. "No you're not. No matter what father and his cronies would say, you are not a monster!" More gently, she said, "Come on, back to bed. Let's get this over with. We can deal with the future, then." I was soon asleep again.I woke up late, or possibly it was early, depending on your point of view. I scratched my face, and felt the skin peel off. The surface underneath seemed more bumpy, and felt odd. I forced my hands away,.