“Bullshit!” Kellie shouted. “Forget it! Both of you!”Simultaneous to Kellie’s explosion, a pilot performed a flyby too close her face. Agita...ed, she swatted at the helicopter. Though missing, her sudden movement and the resulting turbulence put the Apache into a gyrating spin. A finger too tight on a trigger fired in response, and two billion pair of eyes watched smoke erupt beneath the wing of an F-15 Eagle. Iris reacted an instant too late. The warhead impacted directly below Kellie’s left. Have sex with me?... Is it?... Is this what you want to do with your own mother?... It is, isn't it?... Good Lord... You are a sick c***d... Fantasizing about your mother... My God.... Your own mother... How disgusting... Well I'll teach you, you little bastard... How dare you smell your own mother's panties?... How can you do such a nasty thing?... I am your own mother for God's sake!!!" Mom... Please forgive me... Please forgive me... I promise that I'll never do this again..." I can't. Instantly I had a raging hard on. Part of me wanted to sit there and stare at her female anatomy, but the good part of me said it was best to act like I had seen something bad and turn and walk away. I went and sat in the living room contemplating if I wanted to go masturbate or not. Even though I was a pretty level headed kid I was still a boy, a slave to my sex drive, and addiction to getting off. Right before I went to get up, Tiff exited the bathroom and I decided to stay put. I noticed. I was also stiff from straining against the bonds he’d placed on me, and suspected I would be hoarse from screaming into the gag he’d placed in my mouth. I looked around.There, on the bed, neatly folded, were my panties and bra. Hanging from the door to the bathroom was the dress I’d worn last night. My purse was next to the bra and panties, as were my necklace, earrings, and my smartphone.“Hi.”I jumped slightly. It was his voice.“How are you feeling?”He was sitting in a chair on the other side.