Around my junior year, I started to dabble in gay porn and what really got me into it was my first time seeing men wearing stockings and pantyhose. It...was so different but it really got me turned on. I had always had a fetish for nylon and had always loved seeing women wearing nylons, but to see men wearing stockings and playing with each other really got me off. As I watched more and more, I came to the realization that I was bisexual, but wanted to hide it because I felt I could never tell my. Crystal to handle. We needed a couple of gun safes, a good alarm system too. Dean insisted on video coverage 360 degrees around the house, especially on the water side. He wanted video inside too, in every room including the bedrooms, but with the bedrooms and baths going to a sealed recorder that overwrote every five days. It would take one of us to access those records if something happened.Dean had turned one of the downstairs bedrooms, probably a nursery since it was connected to the master. “Nothing, I didn’t mean to say that” Heather told her sister trying to back track now. “No you said it would be better if Steve wasn’t wearing shorts.” “You have seen him naked?” asked Kim. Heather didn’t answer her sister’s question, she just sat there as she down the rest of her glass of wine. “I can’t believe my own sister had seen her son naked outside of childhood and hasn’t told me.” Kim knew by the way her sister refuse to answer that there was more to the story. “You better tell me or I. I was screwed. "It seems that whatever you two fought about, she is still angry, and won't come home." I couldn't stop my sigh of relief, but thankfully, Mom didn't notice."She'll come home when she has calmed down. Is there anything I can do to help with dinner?" I tried changing the subject. Mom looked at me with a look that told me she knew what I was doing, but wasn't going to push it."Hunny, if you could help with dinner, there wouldn't be much reason for us to be taking care of you." She.