But we broke it off about six months before your dad left us." She looked at me with a look that said 'please don't hate me son.' I smiled. "You were ...ery discreet about it mom." She smiled and nodded. "I had to be, for yours and your dad's sake." Did you know dad was aware of your affair?" I asked. Her poker face wasn't working now. As her surprise was plain to see. "No, he didn't, he couldn't... no, really, he knew?" She asked."Yes, he told me about it almost two years ago. He never could. “Karen, you know you didn’t want them. You handled that perfectly.”“Bunch of sorority girls,” I said. “But, I didn’t do it on purpose.”“Liar!”“I suppose I ought to see if I can at least get them to the freeway ... they can hitch from there.”Hilda said, “If I didn’t know what you’re like ... your laugh would have had me digging and scratching to get away. Muahahaha, my ass.”“Damnitall, Now I Feel Bad. Those poor girls.”I got out of the plane and headed for the hangar. I opened up and got out the. " She hugged me close and kissed my cheek. "Boys and mothers have a close relationship. It's normal for you to have a crush on your mother. And a compliment to me, my adorable son. I dream about you sometimes, too." Not like this, though." I managed to grunt."Well, sometimes you are a baby again and are nursing. That's a thrilling one. I wake up and my breasts are swollen and my nipples are hard. And ... oh, never mind. It's nice." Do you dream of me later? Like now?"A long pause. Then she. Just then Cassandra watched in shock horror as her blouse was ripped open the buttons flying everywhere; then the sleeves were ripped also removing the shreds from her body. Even more terrifying was the hand impression pressing down now on her stomach. Yet glancing around the room she was totally alone.As she watched the hand indentation she suddenly saw a cut mark appear in the bottom edge of her skirt and watched as the cut moved in sections up towards her waist. It was as if someone was.