" She walked into the bedroom where I lay upon the bed and bent over, giving me a great view of those luscious tits. She kissed me on the cheek, and...said "If you need anything from me, just let me know." "Ok Mom, I will." She walked out of my room, and went into her room, and closed her door. I noticed that she left my door cracked open a bit. I was too tired to get up and close it, so I just turned off the light on the nightstand, stripped off my clothes, and lay back upon the bed. With. She gave me a quizzical look.“Honey, we gonna invite any of your long lost family?” she said. I hadn’t thought about that. But now I did.“Before, I would have said no. But now? I’m not sure,” I said. “What do you think?”“It would be your place to decide. But, that said, it might be time. I mean would there ever be a more likely time to maybe show them what you really are, and I’m not talking about all of the times you’ve saved this or that person among them. No, I mean just how well you can do. I knew that I liked what I was doing and the sensation at the climax was brilliant. The prevalent atmosphere at home decided me to keep very quiet about my illicit pleasures.Around about a year later a man the family referred to as "uncle Pete", although in reality he was no relation, came into my life. Uncle Pete was pretty good fun and generous! It was him that introduced me to train spotting which was to become a lifetime passion. Pete took me all over the country to railway sites of. After a long time, during which our eyes had locked and then turned away a few times, she stood up and came out into the kitchen to refill her coffee mug. "It wasn't bad, though," she said finally.I had been thinking about this very thing. Shocking, yes. disturbing, yes. But bad? No. What I could remember of it, nothing bad had happened at all.A naughty smile crept over her mouth. "Especially when you and I were..." She trailed off as if she wanted me to finish her sentence."Were what?" I.