I've landed a fantastic deal, a young couple and their adorable children in the south of France, complete with my own top floor suite.Late one evening...I had decided to take a bath, it was warm enough to keep the long french doors wide open in both my bedroom and bathroom, and with the moon streaming in and a few candles lit, my mind was soothed from what had been a stressful, busy day. I switched the light off, and slid off my top and shorts and slid into the bath. I'm normally scalded because. If only he knew the business we wanted to get back to. On that note we made out for a little while, went to the bathroom, brushed our teeth and proceeded to breakfast, Rita going to her room first. At the table we couldn’t keep our eyes off each other, but we had to be careful because our parents were there too. I dropped my fork on the floor under the table, I bent to pick it up and I saw Rita’s bare pussy staring back at me. Some of her juices were dripping out onto the chair! I was. It didn't take her long to realize that she wasn't in a room, but a large dark cave. As she continued walking, she began to see a red light at the end. Not sure what to expect, she followed the light to the exit. To her shock, what she then saw was worse than she could've ever imagined. She stood, overlooking a sea of blood, fire, and demons. Paralyzed in fear, she couldn't help but watch as the majority of them used crude tools to chip away at the rock. Scattered throughout the area were. Things did, and did not return to normal. Michael forced himself into a, 'I love my mother but she is my mother' mindset, while for a time, while Rachel seemed to become more lost by the day. When sufficient time had passed, however she began to pull herself together and be his mom again and put the incident behind her.Michael was correct about the imaginings. But the sexual undercurrent was no match against the horror of what almost happened to his mom, and his dreams for the following month.