" Aannnd I have to stop him there. "Ethan, don't thank me. God, I mean, I guess in a really fucked up way there's a thin silver lining on this very d...rk cloud we've created. But that's the point; there is a dark cloud. What she did doesn't justify what we did. I've spent the last week and a half thinking I was a fucking home wrecker. I didn't know this shit was going on. I mean still, that's just fucked up, and two wrongs definitely don't make a right. But what we did...that's not me. That's. I had always loved Sheila's looks - and her manner. She was always very straightforward and assertive. She was attractive but not at all thin. She was tall, with nice legs, and a big bust. When I had my 'mommy' yearnings, which was often, she was always high up in my thoughts. Now here she was in my office, the door closed, and there I was, in my relatively girly look. "So you're gay?" she said.I nodded, eager to confess, especially to a 'mommy'."Are you in a relationship now?" she asked.I. It’s interesting, because I myself am innocent. I have always been innocent.I had a decent childhood tucked away in a bourgeois suburb. I went to an all-white high school with very few blacks or other immigrants to spoil my peculiar kind of fun, as every man has a childhood, they say. And it is actually the case that the young alabaster boys there were very attractive. It was one of those schools that one would never find in the ghettos of the inner cities or the rural areas where incest and. So how about it?" So how about it?" Okay, I just want everyone to understand that if I don't feel like doing any more, I don't have to," Maura said."Of course," I said. "Now can we take your clothes off?" Okay," she said, and pulled her sweater over her head, revealing her heavy breasts squeezed into the tan satin brassiere, and the soft flesh of her tummy spilling over the edges of her pants. "You. Kiss me," she said to Steve, sitting on the other side of her from me, and they began to kiss,.