"Fuck it" I said aloud, "I'll make it fucking work!" It's the first sign of madness you know"They'd rejoined me and taken an arm each as we walked bac... to where we'd left our clothes,"What is?" Talking to yourself" mum laughed and I laughed with her, but still that crazy bloody idea was nagging at me!I was pretty quiet all the way home, the girls knew there was something on my mind, but they didn't push and I didn't volunteer to talk about it, it was such a fucking outrageous idea, I needed to. I searched the dimly lit suite for her, but there was no sign. I found my clothes and quickly dressed. I questioned for a moment if it had all happened, but the ache of my groin and the cum encrusted on my stomach and the bed were testaments to the veracity of my recollection. I flew out of the room and headed for my car, a bit confused about what had really happened. I drove home snuck in as quietly as possible. I could hear Mom snoring softly, and I ducked into my room, stripped and jumped. When Belinda turned out to be such a witch and I knew that Mallory wasn’t really mine, I didn’t want to get your hopes up and then smash them down.’ ‘Yep, a piss poor mom. How could you think that your father and I were ever anything but damn proud of you? We were worried that you didn’t date, but we were always proud of you son. I had a long talk with those sisters who adopted you.’ Ken started blushing, ‘Yes, they told me about that too. I’m glad that they took an interest in your education,. After a few days of intense conversation we both knew that we needed to see each other. So I told her I wanted to live out on of my fantasies with her, to get a hotel during the day and have sex for hours. She readily agreed and the next week we agreed to meet. We decided to meet in public before going to the hotel, which was located downtown. I turned the corner and saw her. She was absolutely stunning, even more beautiful than the pictures she sent when we texted or when we Skyped. She wore a.