I get in with her, knowing we still had plenty of time. She begins using the soap, cleaning herself and then me, stopping at my dick, stroking it to g...t it hard. Here we go again, I thought to myself. As she is stroking me, she grabs my hand and puts it on her pussy. She whispers in my ear "this is all yours". I begin to rub her little pussy and she stops me, turning around and pressing her ass against my dick. She begins touching herself and grinding on me as she does it. Knowing I was already. Mom: what is this dear?Me: nothing mama just my friend gave me this.Mom: don’t tell lie to your mamaMe: one of my classmate proposed meMom: fine, how is she?Mr: beautifulFrom that time I noticed that my mom got some what depressed and went to her room, I was watching her from a corner she went to her bed and started fingering, by watching I also started my masturbating thinking her. In the evening we both were sitting in our garden I started talkingMe: mama I m watching you that you are looking. I had turned on my tape recorder, so at least my study wouldnt suffer. I was finally jolted back to earth when Ali parked and stopped talking. I shook my head clear and looked out onto the landscape Ali had brought me to. I must have really been far off, since I was now on top of the mountain above the breeders campus. I rubbed my eyes at the far, lush vivid tree lines interwoven with modern buildings and curvy roads. We were straight across from the beach, people frolicking and swimming. Ali. I suppose I was running from myself. As I walked down the hallway, I heard water trickling to my right. I peeked in an open door, and spotted a spring, and small pool. The room was filled with ferns and palms, and upon the wall a fresco of a humble village in the mountains, the wooden homes tall and angled like a ships prow, and adorned with painted designs. It seemed beautiful and alone, but to my left hung a sheer curtain of periwinkle silk. I could see a shape beyond it, the shape of a woman.