“I’m Michelle.”“Gabriel,” he said. “My friends call me Gabe. The bus is pretty crowded. Why isn’t anyone sitting with you?”“The lady...who was coming up here with me had to cancel, so I’ve got a bus seat all to myself, and when we get to the retreat, the cabin’s all mine, too. But glad to have someone to share it with. The bus seat, I mean,” she added with a laugh. She opened her purse, and pulled out a cord. “Will this do?”“For sure!” said Gabriel, attaching it to his iphone. Michelle plugged. While reading for the first time some thing happened to my body which i could not describe.While i was reading those stories i was fantasizing my friends mom and not my mom.My reading of sex stories continued and read maximum number of incest stories .This went on for couple of years.Then i entered face book and created a fake id to have sex chat with real people , days turned and had chat with many different people and i started to make friends only those who are interested in mom incest , and. Johan, stay here until someone relieves you. Janos, come on. I'm putting you on the bar."There wasn't much alcohol left - not compared to how much we started with at least - so I left Janos at the bar and found the thickest group of the boys - and found Giovanni in the center."I don't want anybody stuck at the booth or the bar all night so rotate often, got it?" They all did. "Good. Who wants first bar shift?" I'll do it." Giovanni volunteered. "I went to bartending school. Besides, I should. Charlie laughed nervously. “Don’t worry, it’s my bad for leaving my door open. I’ll make sure it’s closed tomorrow.” She looked down toward her food, shoveling the rest of her dinner into her mouth. She stood up from the table, dropped her dishes in the sink and left the room.Nick looked at me. “That was weird. Was it those panties you were missing that were in her room?”“Yeah. I shouldn’t have brought it up, she was probably just pissed that I went in her room but she didn’t want to say.