We were laughing and teasing each other, and flirting a bit. She was my cousin, but somehow it didn't seem weird to us.When we got back that night, we...were relaxing in front of the fire. Though it was really warm in the day, the nights could get chilly, and we both loved fireplaces. I was reading on the couch when I noticed her studying her legs and running her hands over them."You OK?" I teased.Rosanna looked up, her eyes playful and bright. She bounded over and jumped up on the couch, landing. She watched as best she could in her mirrors, but she never saw them after leaving the parking lot. Not that they couldn't be following her she knew, not with the way the traffic was here. She decided to go a circuitous route, and it took her an extra hour to get home, but she felt better not having seen them the whole way home. At home there was a message from her husband waiting, which meant that she had to go out shopping for some supplies for the week end as Gary's boss had decided to lend. ” “Precautions?” she was shaking her head. “You call all of this...precautionary?” A tear welled showing her first sign of despair. For a long moment, only the crackle of the fire filled the silence. When Shilah finally spoke again, her voice was back to being soft, broken.“I’ve been alone for so fucking long. Not knowing why. Not knowing how. Is my mother alive? Is she dead? And now I can’t help but wonder, was she transported to some other world by you and your experiments? I was never. Even as he kissed her, held her in his arms, he couldn’t believe that THIS was his mother. Then the woman, who gave birth to him, loved him, took care of him and nursed him as a child. And yet she let him fuck her like a whore the night before… Andy had a pretty conventional life and family, but a very unconventionally hot mother. He had often caught her casually flirting with the neighbors and some of his friends and even with a few guys she worked with. Even though she openly flirted with all.