He wasn't sure what to do and/or doubted he would ever be able to do anything about it. Sure, she was really pretty, and seemed like a nice girl, but ...he was his wife friend. So many questions hit him over and over again. His erection subsided as he pondered all of the reasons why he shouldn't be wondering about this forbidden fruit. Before he knew it he was done with the both side yards and now just the back yard left to do. He pushed the mower to the Nikki’s garage and drank half of his. If he noticed the blush, he didn’t say so and he moved past her to the room’s closet, gathered (matching!) clothes, and disappeared into the shower. Not knowing what to do, she returned to the bed and quickly made it, trying to make the room look as much like it was when she first saw it – nothing like a place where a man and woman slept in the same bed! And with that thought Tricia’s fears took a huge leap forward in her consciousness and she suddenly felt trapped in the once inviting room.. “I want to get a belly like yours” said the old fart. I knew what he was getting at. Clarra was not getting it at all. She blushed actually. I think it must be flat and smooth” uncle continued. Clarra blushed uncontrollably. He again ran his hand around his belly and then looked at Clarra’s belly.“It can’t be this big” said the fat ladlord. Clarra laughed. “No ways it can be that big” Saying this she slowly lifted her t-shirt revealing her perfectly flat navel out in the open for Uncle to see.. This means, I think, that for you, at least subconsciously, any ‘good’ woman is automatically someone with whom you can, and feel you should, have sex. To put it another way, rather than ‘spoiling’ you for sexual relations with other women, your incest has spoilt you for non-sexual relationships. In effect, your incest programmed you to feel the need for sex with any women you were close to. I think that explains what you once told me about your friend’s mom.”“But I didn’t do it,” I.