”“I doubt that; even I know my mom’s underwear is a lot sexier than mine, and those are not even her sexiest.”At that thought, my heart starte... racing again and my cock got even harder (if that is at all possible) and a little pre-cum started dribbling out and on to the red thong wrapped around it.Nicola saw this and said, “What’s that, are you pissing on my mom’s knickers?”I looked down to see clear soft cum dribbling from the end of my cock.“That’s just a little pre-cum, it always comes out. This was all new to me, Mother was a traditional cook, plain wholesome food with the occasional, very occasional, venture into the more exotic such as her version of spaghetti bolognaise or even lasagne, neither of which tasted anything like Gino’s. She hated garlic, and Italian cuisine was nothing without garlic and herbs. Gino saw me taking an interest in his cooking and began to allow me to assist, starting with the simple things like grating the parmesan cheese, preparing garlic bread which. Didn’t he have a TV? Hasn’t he heard of Thor? Son of Odin and Prince of Asgard? It wasn’t a Religion, it was a damn Fact. Asgard was out there. Somehow in another Dimension bounded with an unknown force Thor called Yggdrasil. Reed had tried to explain it to her but it was one thing to be clever but another thing to follow the smartest Men on this Planet if he talked about Meta-Physics, Quantum Realities and multiple Dimensions. Many of the Scientists in this Room seemed to be exactly in line. If she did she would leave me for sure. You are the first to hear the truth and I will let you decide for yourself if I have a gift or if I really am crazy.I used to have a theory which I am now convinced is fact. Everyone lives a double life. Everyone has the persona they want the world to see. Everyone has an image that has been carefully crafted over time that they protect with enormous effort and energy. But everyone also has the real personality that they are terrified to let the world.