Her developing B cup breasts were small and smooth. She had a healthy flat stomach and long, smooth, skinny legs. Her medium length pony-tailed blond ...air contradicted the dark black hair growing between her legs. She moved herself to the bathtub and sat on the bare coldness the empty tub delivered. She turned the water on, adjusting the temperature to perfectly suit her preference, and moved her hips to the foremost part of the tub. She laid her back on the tub floor, feeling the cool touch. Very quietly. "Mummy..." Andrew began, "Me and Lucy, we were thinking..." Lucy and I," Amy corrected."Mummy! Lucy and I, we was thinking..." (Amy decided against a second correction) "about what you was saying last night," (Amy bit her tongue lightly) "and ... we think it'd be kinda cool to have a big brother." And it'd be sorta nice if we could help him to be happy," Lucy chipped in.Amy's eyes prickled with tears and she swallowed hard. "That's ... lovely. Thank you. Now, it may not happen, so. Maribel would treat him like crap and call him all sorts of names , pretty much she made him feel like a worse loser than he was. I thought he was kinda a good guy and he was gratefull that he could spend weekends with us from time to time. One of his conditions of parole was he was not allowed to be on the internet because he used it to commit a sex crime so when his parole officer came to visit he told me I had to restrict him from using my computer so I put it into my bedroom . Maribel. .. now you can. And if you’re worried about my not being experienced, Andre has been given me lots of advice. I know I can satisfy you, Mom.”“Oh, Honey, I’m sure you could. It’s just that mothers and sons aren’t supposed to...”“Love each other? Why not. We already love each other as mother and son. Who’s to say we can’t take it even further?”“But...”“Please, Mom. Give me this. I’ve never wanted anything as much as I want this. Just this one time. Then if you want, we go back to the way things.