” He said. I was still blushing as I leaned against the counter. Ricardo brought my packets of pictures over and asked me if I wanted to look them o...er before paying. I was starting to feel excited all over again, so I agreed to look them over first. I opened the first envelope and saw me in all my glory. There were pictures of me laying on the bed in lingerie, some with me in clothes and even a couple where I was mostly naked. They were only average at best in quality and some missed the. I walked down the hall slowly. She was lying on the couch. She looked at me, her eyes were bright and clear, but she wasn’t quite smiling. “Find it?” I nodded slowly. I held out the phone after moment, I almost had forgotten I was holding it. “Good. Thanks dear.” * June 15th I’m ready to admit it. I want her. I know it’s wrong. She’s my mother. But I don’t see her that way! At least… not all the way. It’s like… she’s maybe 50 or 40 percent my mother and the rest. She’s just… a really hot woman.. No freedom was giving to her nephew, he was not allowedout at night and spent his days as her apprentice at thelibrary, where she kept him in the basement archiving anarray of papers and books. She held a weekly book clubwith three of her friends, all of the same sort ofpersonality and age as her, which her nephew, Tom, wasforced to attend to their needs by bringing inrefreshments etc, if he was not suitably employed doingsuch things, then he had to quietly stand in the cornerand speak only. The females, on the other hand, seem to react the slowest through a change in all their features, until the desired blonde hair and blue eyes are reached. The only person who is almost finished is Kasey; the only feature thing left on her is part of her mind, which will be equivalent to a fly's in a few days. Enough explanations; it is time to begin."With that, she reached into her bag and took out a large syringe. She explained that it was the first of several dosages of "Spiked Estrogen". She.