She laughed and acquired a nice bright blush.“Honey, the way things are here, their rules don’t forbid it. Most of you guys on this floor have som... equilibrium problems. So I take a shower with you if you seem too unsteady in my judgment. It’s only logical that if I’m in there with you it’s the only way I can help with your balance.”“That’s the way it seems to me, too,” I agreed with a smile. I actually do have equilibrium problems (I walk with a cane), so I got painfully to my feet and she. Mom was pushing her boobs against my back, and her hand was near my crotch, almost rubbing my raging boner. I wished she would shag me on the bike itself, but although the roads were empty, mom found it too risky. But she continued to rub me over my pants. This was too much for me already. I quickly turned my bike towards the fields.Once we reached our farm land, I quickly parked the bike grabbed my mom’s hand and literally dragged her to the pump shed. Mom didn’t stop me this time, I could see. She removed my finger, rubbed it against my thumb, and sniffed it. "There's been a fox in my hen house," she said."It was HERMAN!" shouted Jill, giggling."Herman?" my voice questioned. "MY Herman? Herman with this woman?" My hand waved toward the mirror."It's all really very complicated," Jo said. "The spell Jan found was so difficult to arrange it was almost impossible. We had to find a doppelganger, a woman who was so like you she could be your twin. But it would only work if she loved, and. ’ Barnaby’s eyes were practically on stalks. ‘Wow, Aunt Anne, I never thought you were the type!’ ‘Well, we’ve all been young once. In 25 years time you’ll no doubt be telling your nephew or niece about your Oxbridge days. Not that I’m suggesting you follow my example, mind. Anyhow, I think I’ve about finished in here, so I’d better wipe.’ Taking two long strips of loo paper off the roll, Anne wiped herself more perfunctorily than Barnaby had expected in view of the load she’d dropped,.