Her life was falling to pieces around her, and she felt powerless to stop it. Not only had she committed a grievous crime against her son and nature, ...y sleeping with him (she had to admit to doing it three times before she had finally been satisfied, and was glad she had taken the morning after pill the next day), but that bastard Harold had found her research on what she had been doing, and had turned it in as his own. He had somehow guessed at where she had gone to in such a hurry, and told. "Jerry, it might help to talk about it, and I just might be able to help. You won't know until you try." Jerry looked up at her and saw she was serious, "It's about girls Mom, why do they have to be so hard to talk with. For me anyway. John has a different girl every weekend. I'm feeling left behind. I hear the boys talking in the locker room and I don't know about half the things they're saying. I've never even kissed a girl." His mom looked into her son’s eyes and saw the loneliness there.. How was it?”“Bloody amazing. Did you see what she did?”“I saw her hand on your cock. It looked like you were pretty excited about what we were up to.”“You didn’t see her other hand.”Tess stepped back. “What did I miss?”“Something you’ve never done for me.”Tess searched his face, was this distress, or a criticism. For a second she wavered, suddenly appreciating that it mattered what Freddy thought of her. Yes, she fucked other guys, but she’d always done the same for him. It had to be something. = = = = = Page 10 = = = = = A look of horror appears on your face and you begin to panic. Shit, what is Claire going to do when she sees you in here with her daughter – naked!? Then you think…if there are many of these rooms in this wing of the building, Claire cannot be certain the two of you are in here. Stephanie begins to speak but you cover her mouth. You whisper into her ear, ‘We have got to stay quiet.’ Claire continues pounding at the door. You begin pacing in the room. Stephanie.