’ said another girl, hiccuping. ‘Lisa’s drunk!’ squealed one girl. ‘Oh screw you, Terry, I am not!’ said Lisa, hiccuping again. The girls ...urst out laughing. ‘You been sneaking some of the champagne?’ I asked. ‘My brother got us a bottle.’ said Mindy. ‘He’s one of the ushers. That’s him.’ I looked out the window at the tall kid who was talking to Julie. ‘Don’t those tuxedos suck?’ said Mindy. ‘I like your belt.’ said Lisa, reaching and fondling my buckle. ‘Lisa!’ said Mindy, giggling. ‘What?’. Sometimes a lot. I think maybe you inherited my sex drive though your father was also a pretty horny guy. I think that's what initially attracted me to him." I may have shocked him a bit but I did think it was true. Now, Davie, after the divorce, began sleeping with me up until about a year ago when I kept feeling his erection pushing against me during the night and I more or less convinced him that it was time for him to sleep in his own room. But, ever since, I'd emptied lots and lots of. *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do&hellip, because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now&hellip, My friends and I had rented a cottage for the weekend. On the first day, I had fantasized about two of my friends. As for the second day, it had begun with a third fantasy. There was now only one. The thin line for physical affection for his mother was getting smaller. At first, he thought fantasizing about someone else was fine. But fantasizing about his mother is crossing a vile line. It was too much even for Nandu. He would feel massive guilt whenever he was aroused from his mother’s affection.He acted awkwardly around her to hide his intentions, but his mother sensed none of it. His mother knew he never had proper sex education in his school. His father was completely ignorant in.