" I'm very serious about this. You could become a witch, too." You're serious." I wouldn't tease you now." Why didn't you do this before?" I asked. "Y...u know how much I need to be a genuine girl." When Bill and I made love those may years ago that resulted in my..my abortion, he took my powers from me. You gave it back to me by forcing him to release me. His magic became weaker." Sounds like he's still dangerous." Very. So, how are going to be related?"I thought about it for a few minutes."I. I coud feel it pulsing in rhythm with his heart. I looked into my son's eyes and said. "Can I see it honey? Will you show me your hard cock?"My son's eyes remained wide open...perhaps, in total amazement. He was speechless...and yet, he nodded his head. Never taking my eyes off from my son's eyes...trying to convey my love for him...my hand became active; I loosened his belt. I then unbottoned his pants...the only sound at that moment, was his zipper being lowered. My son tensed up...I slipped. When I looked up I was stunned to see that Icould see my Mom’s panties clearly as she had folded her legs and her skirtwas parted fully. I then realized why Arun was excited when doing hispush-ups. He looked at me and smiled and winked at me. My Mom was notaware that her skirt was parted and she was fully exposed. She got up sayingthat it was late and she was going to bed and Arun can help me with mystudies-which he readily agreed.When she left we both watched her leave andfor the first time I. The stillness was broken by Camorra's voice, deep and smooth, as he leant over the bar slightly and asked for a glass of water. A clean glass of water, moreover. The noise of the bar flooded back in a frenzied wave, and within seconds, the only indication of anything strange was the occasional confused look from some of the more sober patrons. With an odd shiver, the barmaid found herself washing a glass and presenting it, along with a water jug, to the handsome gentleman she didn't remember.