"Marlena peeked up at Danica, her eyes wide with fear and streaming tears, "They... They..."Danica could see that Marlena's astral form had the same p...ercings and brand as her physical body. "It's okay — take your time. Marlena, this is your place. They can't have you here. Make their marks go away. This is your body and they can't hurt you here." I-I can't," Marlena sobbed."Let me help you," Danica said and then knelt down close to Marlena, wrapping her arms around the illusionist. She. Suddenly she was very quiet."Why did you go to bed without wearing your pajamas?" The question was rhetorical and we both knew it. My face reddened. She pulled the blanket down further to expose my naked pussy. The fact that I was no longer a virgin was evident. Mom sighed."You gave someone your cherry?"Slowly I shook my head in the manner of giving a negative response."Don't give me that bullshit, young lady. I can tell..." She stopped her ranting in mid-sentence. She stayed soundless, waiting. It was all thanks toa tragic accident. Carol Moon had just given birth to a baby boy whohis dad planned to name George after himself. Since in her rush to thehospital, Carol had forgotten the novel she had been reading, she askedher husband to go home and get it. Since he was in such a rush to makeit back before visiting hours was over, he got in a car accident anddied.Carol was force to go back to work as a roller skating waitress in a1950's style retro diner; she barely had money for new. There was his son Glynn, with both hands full of his mom's big tits, and Arlene leaning back, riding the boy's prick that was stuffed up her hairy cunt. Too, there was the wet glistening of Arlene's face, and the beautiful young girl lying below her with legs spread wide and the same kind of oily gleam on the red-haired mound of her freshly eaten pussy.It was a jolting sight for any man to absorb all at once, because the facts were so brutally clear--his wife was fucking his--their--son, and.