Maeson laid them out on the bed in front of her, then retired to the chair in her room to watch her change. When she was finished he got up, pulled th... sheets back for her and told her to get in, settling down on his knees beside her. For a short while he stroked her hair, his fingers gently playing over the back of her neck and looking into her eyes. Maeson didn’t talk much; he didn’t feel like he needed to.When he thought she was almost asleep he leaned over, kissed her gently on the lips.. I love you and I know you love me and it is much more than just love between mother and son.”I nodded my head, wondering where this was going. We had gone over this before.“I know you’re thinking we have discussed this and you are obviously correct. But, bear with me. This ... this is difficult for me, because I have all these emotions going through me. Things like how wrong this is ... how dangerous this is ... where all of this is going ... a thousand things. But then I think about how much I. .and with her best "Daddy's Little Girl" voice said, "If you let me watch you do it!" I was floored. My head was spinning at a million miles an hour. I said "But, your my sister, and, and, you already have watched me, and, and, your my fucking sister!!" She tells me to relax, and that it's ok. She sits back in the chair and pouts, folding her arms across her chest. That's when I notice, for the first time, that all she is wearing is one of my old white tee shirts. Worn and almost in. Me sacó los pantalones como quien abre la bolsa de la compra, sin ningún reparo ni delicadeza, y me hizo un gesto con la barbilla para que hiciera mi parte con la camiseta. Me tenía allí estirado y desnudo, callado y con cara de no entender nada, pero con ojos de deseo, la respiración rápida y la tensión por las nubes.Entonces con dos dedos me señaló que me incorporase, se abrió de piernas y apretó mi cara entre ellas para que intentase salvar mi honor profesional de alguna otra forma que no.