That's what we'll have to find out!"Then she bid me a little farewell, saying she wanted to be with her mortal being. Interesting thought. My mortalit... had ended and it was almost like feeling I was without a home. Marilyn had a home to return to. Where was I to go?I can say for all intents and purposes, I was no longer, but yet, I was still here. I figured, like Marilyn's Spirit, I could go anywhere. So I did.Now the next part is super weird. I just thought that I should wander over to check. But that year, when we turned 13, it took just one look at beautiful young Dawn in a bikini and I'd pop a tent in my swim trunks. And all of a sudden we weren't supposed to be taking showers together anymore.That's not to say Dawn and I stopped getting along. We were still each other's best friend and it was sheer habit to spend all our time together. It's just that the nature of our conversations became radically different from the ones our siblings were having with each other. While Brandi. My dick grew even larger as I left the bathroom."Thanks Mom," I said as I exited."That's okay," Mom replied, continuing her relaxing bath.Nothing similar to that experience ever happened again. My mother's habits never changed, but mine did. As I got older I didn't want Mom catching me ogle her with my eyes. And I ultimately knew it would be wrong to do so. But this all changed more than a dozen years later.Now at 53, my mother had put on some weight over the last several years. I wouldn't at. . . ” Anna was already zipping down my skirt. When sheyanked it to my ankles, I kicked it away. My pantiesfollowed quickly. Naked from the waist down, I satdown in the chair with my legs spread wide so shecould look straight up my creamy cunthole. “I have this sensitive bundle of nerves right here,”I said, touching the place where the heavy lips of mypussy converged to form the hood that protected myclitoris. That secret love button danced twitchilyunder my fingers,.