”The world as he knew it, as he wanted it to be, fell away. The table began to spin. There was not enough room in his body for both her words and fo... air. He felt sick.“You OK?” she asked.“A bit too much wine in that last toast,” he scrambled to regain his composure like a boxer trying to make it to the bell after suffering a first round knockout blow. Feigning a cough he grabbed a glass of water sitting untouched next to his wine and gulped half of it down. “I’ll be OK.” He didn’t want to know. I remembered that the nurse who returned my egg shell to me hadn't been the one that told me my mother's name. In fact, she had been surprised when I had mentioned the name. Surprised and very pleased. She only took me to the Alien Hatchery. When I went towards the pull involving the woman, I could sense something different. It felt something like peace. I was going to ask one question, and I somehow knew I would be able to tell if it were the truth."Are you really my mother?" I asked."I may. .."A'moth and Isabelle were soon locked in a fierce embrace. "Oh, my true daughter..." A'moth murmured. "My dear, precious daughter..." She kissed the top of Isabelle's head. "Ah! Have you grown?" she whispered.Isabelle nodded, burying her face into her mother's body. "Yep! Over a centimeter, in just two months! I'm finally doing it! After all the decades at Antelope Freeway and the arctic, I'm finally aging again!" Isabelle finally let go of her mom and headed back to her chair. "How's dad. ‘What else would be nice would be for you to sit on my face and suck a giant load of cum from my cock while I kiss you between your legs until you scream.’ She laughed. ‘But I thought we were supposed to be talking until things heated up too much. And -‘ Her hips worked more forcefully. ‘- your thigh and I are having so much fun.’ ‘Like I don’t know you well enough to know you can talk around a hard-on,’ I said, pushing up with my leg to meet her. ‘And I can certainly talk between licks.’ .