"Who loves a son as much as his mother?" I said.Mom nodded thoughtfully and replied, "Well, maybe we do come by it naturally. i****t runs in our famil...." That got my attention and I asked Mom what she meant, but she just smiled and said she wasn't ready to talk about that yet. "Someday soon, John, but let your mother have a few secrets a few months longer." Nothing I could say could make her elaborate on that, but now I was definitely intrigued.Our Christmas ended with Mom and me lying on a. Mostly out of surprise, her eyes fluttering open for a split second before falling closed. Her body felt hot in the clothes she wore, wondering if he felt the same.Slowly he parted his mouth from hers, looking at her beautifully flushed cheeks. She was panting slightly; his eyes were admiring her, all over her. She was sweet at candy, her taste lingered on his lips. Oh how he craved her. He hadn’t realized how much he loved her until that moment when they finally kissed and both felt their. After returning home to have a small bite to eat, and a change of pants for myself after our little encounter earlier, we headed back out to do a little more shopping. Amy stepped away for a while to do a little personal shopping of her own with a small wad of cash I'd give her from my wallet, while I browsed a few stores close by. I saw her headed into one direction, a up-market sexy lingerie boutique, which appeared to do more than just offer women a few small garments inside. I wondered what. . will not ... escape me ... again..."The beast's other arm rose, both of its massive clawed hands opened... ... but Emmeline Winter did not run.If such monsters could exist, if her father and grandfather before her had fought them, if she had been sent here, if so much was at stake, if her very presence gave the beast pause ... then surely there was something to this, more than she could see.She had to believe.She would persist.Emmeline's grip tightened around the neck of the axe, so tight her.