"I heard my mother laugh nervously. "But incest?" Well, why not, really? I mean the old wives tales have been disproved for years. Yet we pretend that...it doesn't happen and that the baby will have two heads. It's just not true. And it would do more good than harm no matter what you think." Oh well. We can't do that." Aha, you said 'we' though." Mame laughed wickedly.My mother changed the subject and I went on down the hall.It came up again a few days later, quite by surprise. About once a month. " I know, but you were going to." I stepped into the warm entryway for my goodnight kiss. I didn't linger. Somehow I felt slow and easy was the way to this woman's heart.I chose to meet Mike and Cindy at the New England House. When I told the hostess that I was having a reunion with some friends, she put us into a small private alcove. Mike had the floor Tuesday evening. He told about joining the service right after high school. At the time it looked like a career for him, but now has decided. Who would go to this extreme and play this crazy game who could I dare accuse who would share the blame. Leaving panties for me to find so soiled, every pair feeding me, a fetish fiend with their daily wear. All around the office here girls are making eyes licking lips and swinging hips the flashing of their thighs. They know what kind of man I am I’ll take this lying down using me the way they want and passing their panties down. Tonight, while in my bed I’ll use this newest pair breathing in. I had been used to seeing nurses and attendants dressed in multicolored scrubs, most with floral tops and the scrubs hid their feminine shape making them all look the same But the nurse administering to my cock at this moment was right out of my c***dhood hospital experience. I thought briefly of the well-known fetish that is associated with nurse uniforms of the past, and although my mind is not ruled by any fetish, the sight of her reminded me of its existence. As I looked down as her.