I dressed and went into the kitchen for breakfast, mom was in a robe, I couldn’t tell if she had anything on under it or not. “We have to talk” ...he continued “This is moving to fast, I not a good idea that we become lovers, at least not full time lovers, besides you have a girlfriend a damn sexy one at that.I interrupted “But she is not my girlfriend, not even a friend with benefits.“Then what is she ?” Mom demanded“If you really must know “Just a piece of ass, and she likes it that way,”I. “I can’t read the signs,” Michael complained as we walked down the street.“They’re in Swedish,” Karin said. “I know you’ve heard your dad and Sofia speak Swedish. We’re all speaking English so you can understand. But most people here will speak Swedish unless they know you don’t.”“Daddy?” Birgit asked. “Where’s Kjell?”“His grandmother will bring him to meet us,” Karin interjected.We arrived at Skansen and walked to a small café to order lunch and wait for Lars, Annika, and Kjell, who arrived. While he ... watched us!" She purposely added.Mom struggled with that briefly, for a moment anyway, as the realization of that finally began to sink in."You're not shocked ... that my sister and I?" Shocked? Are you kidding me? God mom ... that was such a..." I caught myself for a moment, and then just said it. "Fucking turn on ... that I couldn't stop thinking about it! You have no idea how often I have sat here thinking about the two of you, and then actually watching the two of you, enjoying. You slowly rub my shoulders, and down my neck. All tension in my body is released. You hand me a glass of water, and I gladly drink it. During your lovely massage I start to fall asleep in your arms, the world fading to black… I wake up to the sound of a motor. I am in a car. I blink twice, yawn and stretch. I look up and see you driving. Youre in skinny jeans, and a T-shirt. I look at myself. I am in a vinyl PVC corset, fishnets, and leather stilettos. I look at you and say Thanks for the.