I thought she looked her age, too. I guess she wanted to look younger but I liked the way she looked.The last week really got to my head and I knew I ...as gradually becoming addicted to jacking off to thoughts of my own mom. I started thinking about her naked and even having sex with her. If not that, I imagined her giving me hand jobs or blow jobs. I tried to push away the thoughts when I was actually around her but they always seem to remain in my head no matter what."I'm not going anywhere. "Can I do anything for you?"She was silent for a moment, "I know this is asking a lot, but... couldyou just hold me?" For a moment I was deathly afraid she was going toask for a lot more, and was just so relieved. I moved to the bed and laydown behind her. Softly I slipped a hand under her neck, and just...held her. For a while she kept softly crying, then slowed down."Oh god... thank you. It's very difficult being here some times." Ididn't know what to say, so I was just silent. "I'm. I got you Saturday and Sunday, and we did spend a bit of time together last night. I decided to head to Lansing, Michigan. I have a friend from the Academy who’s on leave. She has shore duty. Pearl Harbor.”“Nice gig if you can get it!”“Lots of guys; great weather; I could get a nice tan! But I’d rather be where I am. I’m pretty sure women are going to be assigned to combat ships soon, and I want to be there. I’m better than most of those idiot guys I graduated with, and it sure as hell doesn’t. 'Now', he would say, the signal for me to pull my panties open and for his to hit my pubis, and let him ejaculate onto my cunt, after which, I would turn and go for my bus, and sit all day in my semen soaked knickers.Of course Joey being as he was, and my mother being in the state she always way, it was inevitable the her younger brother, just had to share her bed, and on many occasions, I would return home to her moaning and Joey humping her in one of her delirious states of mind, I mean go.