"Mother understands," shesmiled, then continued. "You are a young boy still and at the time ofyour sexual awakening. your body is eager and can't cont...ol itself."She bent forward and her lips touched a small drop of tear on his cheek.His eyes were still open as he cried, gazing deep into those of hismother, searching for any sign of revulsion or condemnation. He couldn'thelp it and his mother's gentle caresses only served to increase hisfrantic excitement.Lianne moved her face to his other. Mytongue went dry, and then this feeling of electricity zapped through mycrotch and butt and midsection. Then, a warm feeling, a calming warmthenveloped me from head to toe. I staggered a little; Precious caught meby the arm and helped to steady me. I had to look up to meet her eyes.The warm feeling passed, and I realized that my jeans had fallenhalfway off and I was practically swimming in my shirt.Jimmy kicked a stool over to me. "Sit down, Bitch," he said. I pulledup my pants and complied.. ‘I love you.’ Saturday As usual on a Saturday I took her breakfast in bed although I knew this was no normal Saturday. I sat at the end of the bed and watched her eating her toast and sipping her coffee and orange juice. There was sadness in her eyes and I knew why. She finished and I took the tray away then came back to her and sat again at the foot of the bed. I was in my long, red, silk nightdress with a robe on over it. Sylvia curled a finger at me and I moved to sit beside her. Her arms. He waved at Bob in passing.Bob put away his mower and was moving towards the weed-whacker when he stopped in his tracks. Listening to the whine from next door for a second, he moved to the spare refrigerator in the garage and opened it, to pull a pair of beer bottles out. Armed and ready, he went back outside and waved Tom over to the fence, dangling a beer bottle in his direction.“And thank you very much!” commented Tom.“You’re welcome.” Bob gestured towards the electric mower. “You really.