..." and I couldn't think of what else to say and juststood there, blushing like mad.Mom reached forward and took a nipple ring in each hand and picke... themup and wiggled them a little. My nipples immediately responded byhardening up and sticking out farther. She released the rings and movedher fingers to my nipples, gently rubbing them and tweaking them betweenher fingers. By now I was getting even more turned on and getting as muchof an erection as I could get these days. Mom moved her hands. And I was like WOW. She had developed into a complete Bombshell.Then around my birthday in 2006, I wrote a big letter in MS Word, addressed to her and apologized for all that I did in the past and poured my heart out, my feelings, my going into depression, stopped eating and how miserable my life had become due to what I did and what followed due to that and her action in spilling the beans etc. I password protected the file and with lot of guts, emailed it to her, with a condition that I will. ”Reaching over, he hugged Marie before continuing. “Let’s put this conversation on hold until we’re alone later tonight. There is some beautiful scenery to see on the way back to Matthews Mountain, so why not enjoy it while we can?”Marie sighed, pulled him toward her and, despite the console, managed to lay her head on his shoulder for a moment.Marie was thrilled by the scenery, but a little apprehensive on some of the curves on Highway 40 between the Interstate and Winter Park, but she was. (What the fuck was going on?) I questioned myself. Conan got up, pushed Carrie over and tried to mount her. Luckily she managed to wriggle free from under him, much to the dogs dismay. I shot into the house and into Carrie’s room. “What the fuck are you up to?” I asked. Carrie’s head whirled around. Smiling innocently she replied, “Conan wants to play, he keeps pushing me and trying to have a piggy-back and his willy is sticking out”. Now I have to explain that my sister had been wrapped in.