Her screams stopped only when she fainted from the intensity.As Rebecca was screaming her release in Palmdale, a miraculously revived Regina Mallory w...s screaming in terror in a white hospital bed in Orlando.Jake brought home a copy of Rebecca’s book for Helen. Rebecca had autographed it and written a nice inscription. Helen was impressed. She was even more impressed when she started reading it. The slow build up to romance between the two main characters had her aroused by the fourth chapter.. I ended up getting a three speed yellow huffy with thumb gear shift on the handle bars. It had a package / book Bar coming off the seat post that attached to the rear rim, It was a big k**s bike and i had the only one like it in the subdivision.It has been all down hill since then. I didn't even get a gift two years in a row. Not even going out to eat. My mom could tell i was upset and disappointed so she tried to make it up to me by fixing a great dinner and baking me a cake. Not just any cake. I sat in a chair in her room and watched as she pulled pantyhose out of a drawer. Setting on a bench she crossed her legs and pulled the gathered up hose over her toes. “No panties?” I asked with a smile.“Not today, but wait and I will show you why.”Watching her slide the hose over her calf made me think of my first girlfriend. She always wore nylon stockings and it took her forever to get them just so. Greta’s hands moved expertly and deliberately with little need for adjustment of the hose. "He has the Internet for god's sake, why keep pictures?" I couldn't look away from them. In a few seconds I realized, it was my mom and her best friend Mrs Kendall! Holy fuck! Looking at the folder again, it was labeled "Mandy's Memories". She had other things in here, articles, certificates, things she's written. And, these four pix of her and Sarah Kendall enjoying some seriously hot lesbian sex.So, I did what any respectful daughter would do. I tucked the pix away in my shirt and snuck them.