I suggested we should sleep together in her bed and felt her body tense up. She was taken aback from my request and tried not to see other motives for...me wanting this. She still was not confident that an innocent, naive girl like me had turned lesbian. Karen fought back her desire and the need to be touched before agreeing with it.I climbed into her bed and laid my glasses on her night stand. I could hear her removing her jeans and that was the last thing I heard before falling asleep. I woke. Then i inserted my hand to her pussy which was full of hair, I silently moved my face towards her pussy, I kissed her ass, I saw some movement so I stopped everything and I slept, and I waked up late in the morning and I doesn’t know that im going to fuck my mom in the night,All the relation went out after staying at the night, the night came she asked me to sleep with her,I didn’t thought bad about her and I agreed to do so, I was in confusion whether to touch her or not since she is my mom. I. I joined Monica. We kissed and I grabbed her ass with both my hands. I squeezed her cheeks picking her up and pressing her body up against the wall. I juggled her into position and then lowered down onto my cock. Monica squawked as I penetrated into her. She bounced up and down on me. Even though it was intense, my arms were giving out just like my back. My cock had slipped out and I lowered her to the ground. Monica was receptive to my fatigue and went down on me. She tried really hard but. I laugh, enjoy life, challenges in my medical career, pleasurable hobbies such as golf, skeet shooting and shooting photographs with black and white film stock. Cursing too often is my one major vice. If I made my domicile on Lisa’s grave, went every day, haunted it in the middle of night there might be reason for worry. My several visits in the course of a year not inordinate, it makes me feel better too. LISA ANN PALMER, May 18, 1954 birth, death 22 years eight months four days later starkly.