”We were at the car now and I stopped her as we stood in front of it. I held my arms out to her, “I love you Mom! As your daughter and not as your...daughter. Do you know what I mean?”“Yes, dear, I do. This is very complicated. There are times I look at you and Tim and I am so very proud of the life you two have created, your happiness and devotion. I feel in those times as a proud mother. But at the same time I know you are both also mine in the relationship and we share this now and that is not. 'Good girl. Very good, Shelly. Now lay down in the grass.' She obeyed. She looked absolutely wonderful spalyed out in the grass under the warm sun, her fantastic body in a beautiful natural setting. As she lay waiting, I noticed a smile on her face that I had never seen on her before; a happy, contented, glowing smile. She was transformed. I was teaching her an important lesson: This was who she really was. This was what she really wanted. 'Show me what a dirty girl you are.' I watched to see. I need to use the bathroom and Dads stuff is all in the one downstairs. Crap. I forgot Dad was renovating the downstairs bathroom to incorporate a shower. Alright, come in, just hurry up. I heard the door click open and the toilet lid hit the back of the bowl. I continued showering as usual and somewhere around halfway through my shower I realized I never heard Lilian leave. I decided to poke my head out of the curtain and see if she was still in the bathroom. She was, and she was taking her. No, it looks like she has a major crush on you." What gave you that idea?" Just about every time we talk, she asks all about you. She wants to know your likes and dislikes. She asked what it is like to kiss you. She knows that I sleep in your bed and she asked what kind of a lover you are." What did you tell her?" I told her that you are the kindest, gentlest and most considerate lover a girl could ask for." You know, if you keep that up, my ego is going to explode." It's just the truth. I.