I walked back into my bedroom and harvey asked who i was on the phone too i said "to the la prision warrden" harvey paid more attention and said "why ...ould you be talking to a warrden babe" "because my brother is getting released in a few days" harvey got out of bed and said "you have a brother" "yes i do he is called francis" "why was he in prision? babe" "why do you care harvey he isnt your brother" "no your write he isnt he is however my brother in law" "my brother is inprision for. "Why, because you're a boy and I'm a woman? Since when did you think only boys and men masturbate? I've got news for you young man. Women have been doing the same thing for about as long as men."There was a long pause when we both remained silent. Finally Mom spoke."Look, Tom, having Robbie nursing does things to me. I have very sensitive breasts and when I'm lactating, they are even more sensitive. When your Father is home, I love having him pay attention to my breasts. He worships them, sucks. My mind was a turmoil. I was cross and felt violated, but I also felt sorry for him – that he would go to such lengths to see naked breasts! And as time went on and I drifted in and out of sleep, I felt a new feeling – I was turned on! I felt sexy! My son wanted to see my naked body. It was awful, but wonderful at the same time. I started having fantasies of myself as a stripper, or a nude model. Men watching me, drooling over me as I teased them, showing a bit here and a bit there. I felt a. "Please," Tom repeated."Please what?" Please can I have another pair of panties?" And why do you want them?" she teased."To wear," Tom replied, unable to look at her."Ohhh...," she smiled. "My little brother wants to wear my panties.Would you like them to match your training bra?"Tom gulped. This was humiliating. He hated the teasing. "I... I don'tcare." Well you should," Kelly retorted. "Girls care about whether theirunderwear matches and you're learning what it?s like to be a girl.So... What.