Do you think it's wrong?'She considered it for a long time."I love you Andy, my sweet son. I love you so much." She finally said quietly. "And ..." sh... was thoughtful again for a while, "...I can't really help that ... well ... you turn me on. A lot!" I smiled broadly at her. "You do, you know." Not nearly as much as you turn me on." I countered. She smiled as well."You didn't mind my little tease at dinner?" I chuckled at the recollection."I think you have perhaps the most gorgeous breasts. “I am supposed to have a wonderful bunch of red hair on my head, just like yours and Erin Lynn, Martha and Wanda’s, and I wish that I did.”“Genevieve, I think that your mother is really happy that you love her so much that you want to look like her, but she went through so much fear and pain when she was so sick, I don’t think that she wants that to happen to you.” I said. “We all love you because you are a wonderful Genevieve. I mean, look at your moms. They are all different and they are all. ” “H… hi,” I stammered. I climbed the stairs and stood a few feet from her on the porch. Her skin looked delectable and she had developed a beautiful figure. She had small tits that were perfectly round and sat nicely on her thin frame. “You want a cold drink or something?” she asked. I didn’t really, but I took this as the opportunity to scope out her backside. “Sure, water would be cool.” “Okay,” she smiled and spun to enter the house. I knew it. She had a firm, athletic ass that looked. ...but surely you can do something as Consul......explain to the police....." cried Rachel. Again, Jackson looked grim. "I have to tell you that in this province, the penalty for your offence is....." He hesitated. "Execution by firing squad, for a local..." Both girls gasped. "And up to thirty years imprisonment, without remission, for foreigners." The girls began to sob uncontrollably as his words sunk in. Jackson had told them the unvarnished truth. That was indeed the local law, and life.