I oiled myself and started fucking her.It was different experience because the oil like lubricant and her soft white body.after that she went out and ... laid in the bathtub for a while. she went and made dinner and went out without saying anything to me.I got scared when I found that out, I thought she went away because I did too much, i broke the rules of both nature and incest and taboo and made love to my own mother.It was 11 she returned, she said she fell guilty and wanted to go to police,. "Here's the thing," I said, laying both hands on Darlene's shoulders and looking into her eyes. "We've got a status quo. You're out of the house and out of his reach. If you go for emancipation, we could lose and some idiot judge might order you back into Steve's house. Then Robbie's dad could get some headaches over harboring you if you don't go." I thought you said I had a good chance. Or was that Robbie too." Robbie said it, but I agreed. And I still think you have a good chance. But it's. " The direction of the discussion hadtaken a terrible turn, I tried to invent a more logical explanation thatwould save me from the shame that was nearly overwhelming me. I said,"Trust me, I'm not Transgendered, there has to be some other reason whyyour lingerie was under my bed." Then she walked over to the Ottomansituated in the floor of my room, and I hadn't noticed this detail as itwas laying there, but while we were talking she picked up a smalldelicate item of clothing that was on top of. Things were going all right but Monday was approaching and I would have to go to work. So I had to figure out what I was going to do with the girls. I couldn’t take that much time off – I didn’t have that much leave on the books, and we didn’t even know how long she would be gone. And my construction job wasn’t exactly ‘kid-friendly’ either, so bringing the girls to work with me wasn’t a possibility. Amy and I had a neighborhood girl, Lisa, that we used from time to time to baby-sit the girls.