.. what’s the J. stand for?” Mina asked.“It’s taken you nearly six months to ask ... you know, you could look it up at the school.”“We cou...d ... but we’d feel guilty.” Bill commented.“Jac ... not Jack ... Jack without the K. Jac.” JimJim was precise.“Oh My Isis ... You’re the infamous JimiJac!” Mina exclaimed.“Infamous?”“Forget it ... no really. Forget it.” Mina said.You see, back in 1963, when Billy and Wili were going to be new juniors in Lodi, Ohio, Akron was where kids had to go to buy pot. Her eyes sparkled with mischief and he quickly got what she was not saying. He leant over again and grabbed the back of her neck, pulling her up off the bed slightly. He kissed her roughly this time, shoving his tongue into her mouth and claiming it. This time he got the response he was looking for. “Ah, so you want it like nasty that huh? I can do that, but you had better be ready for it” he warned her.She spoke for the first time. “I’m ready, but where’s the champagne? I’m going to need. Internally i try to talk myself into moving on, not watching you any longer. Its so wrong to be watching my son! As your hands move over your body as you shower i find it harder and harder to move away. Finally feeling very bold i strip off my clothes in the hall and quietly open the door and slip into the bathroom. i wait until you turn back to face the shower head and then step into the shower behind you. You jump as my hands touch your back. You turn quickly.Mom!?I'm sorry baby i just. Her eyes closed, her breast swinging in rhythm to the steady stream of breathless grunts and moans that escaped her slightly parted lips. With one hand she held herself up. The other was pressed against the glass as she rocked back and forth against the beat of his hips.I suddenly became conscious of my own throbbing cock. I didn't remember sliding it out of my trunks, but there it was jutting out towards their undulating bodies, dripping with desire. My knees grew weak. I needed time to think..