But there are quite a few variations on it, and I'd like to try andfigure out where you seem to fit." Oh. Ok. I'm not really sure what to tell you.... I just can't helpmyself. I get an overwhelming desire to put on Mom's clothes. I can'ttake it, and then when I do, I feel so bad for stealing them." Ok, is it your mother's clothing that you want, or just women's clothingin general? I mean to say, if you could go to the store and buy your ownwomen's clothing would that satisfy the need, or. Again!Neither of us appeared to notice - but I could feel the tension build in our living room.Just like yesterday, I pulled gently away, trying to be discreet as possible, and in just three dance steps, mother was again pressing her body against my own.Obviously, she must be able to feel it pressing into her abdomen.She stole a quick glance up at my face - but I was staring straight ahead, not daring to look at her. My cheeks were so hot, I knew they had to be bright red.What kind of sick. "The whole investigator thing," Julie said. "My client died of a heart attack and the case was dismissed." Honey, why?" Karen asked gently."So I could —" Julie was starting to tear up. "So I could, you know..." Fuck him?" Karen asked. "All of this was so you could fuck my husband?" Yes," Julie sobbed."You waited until I was gone and brought over pornography with a little mystery attached so you could get him to fuck you?" Karen continued.Julie nodded miserably.Karen sat back in her chair and. " She looked worried again. I nodded in agreement."I'll ask the hotel to gather up your belongings and send them immediately to the airport so we can take them with us. Let's be off then, I have a limo waiting." Keith nodded and waved us through ahead of him."Wait," I said and pointed to the brief case. "Take that with us," I saidWe all hurried to the elevator and waited impatiently to go down. Suddenly I was hungry. "Do they have a galley on the plane?" I asked."I don't know," Keith answered,.