She got horny and the brandy got her loose."My daughter is probably in the back seat of some car right now," she slurred blearily, staring at her wris..., where she usually wore a watch. She wasn't wearing it that night. "She's probably having sex with Langston right this MINUTE!" She got agitated and then relaxed. "Who names a boy Langston anyway? That's a silly name!" She looked at me. "She showed you her panties, Bob! On PURPOSE!"I knew she was tipsy, and that it was the alcohol talking,. “Oh no what did I do? Was my own son masturbating for me? Is this my fault? Oh my god what kind of a mother am i?”. “And he was so big. Did he get that hard for me? He thinks I am sexy?”Once again, Alison’s mind was filled with complex feelings! Flatter and guilt!“My own son… my own son”. she kept repeating in her mind. She was trying hard to tell to herself how wrong this was but every time she said it her excitement grew stronger.“Snap out of it Alison… Your own son!!”.She couldn’t convince. "Shona sighed. "Yer not havin' a kitten," the mother said firmly. "Go sleep," she barked and Margaret got up to take the objectionable infant back to her bed."But I wan' a kitten," Moira said firmly as she was escorted up the stairs.Tony sat opposite the Detective in the London interview room and blinked. "I said prove it."The Detective smiled and looked up at the ceiling. "We got you for the Annabel Sprott murder and the George Baynes attempted murder," he said matter-of-factly. "We'll get you. “You’ve got a detention to serve over her!”Seth was a little slower than me to get naked, but he did. As he slipped off his briefs releasing a seven-inch soft cock, my mom insisted that he sit by her. “Come here, Seth, you can sit here,” my mom said.As Seth got in he started to sit to mom’s side. “No, honey, I mean you can sit here,” she said as she opened her arms indicating that he was to sit on her lap.Seth did as his teacher told and sat on her naked lap. As soon as he sat down, he felt.