And that includes my daughter.”“Sir, I’m going to invite you in because I don’t want to stand here and let the cold air in. We’ll go to the ...asement and my friend Melanie, who lives here, will come with us just so there aren’t any misunderstandings later.”“This is quite private, Steve!” he insisted.“The only way I’m talking with you is with someone else in the room as a witness. You can leave or you can talk with me in front of Melanie. She knows as much about me as almost anyone, and I have. I collected very large number of mother/son stories. Till about last two months, it was my routine to read one or two mom-son stories with my condom covered penis inserted into my bed slit and then mentally enact those stories with my own mother. After reading all those stories I too wanted to consummate my love with my mother and I planned.I am presently working in Bangalore and had bought a house in April. I requested my mother to come and help me set up my new house. She readily agreed as my. You have to learn English. There's no way around it because there are so many words that are not even in your language."I studied the books Artlam gave me that dealt with magic. I had to figure that what was talked about was not bullshit but just a way of looking at something or like when Jonna first tried to heal with the Heart of Opfu. It might be that all I needed was a new perspective.There were more meetings after supper and it was late when I got to bed. Lauren, Tiffany, Jonna and Kuenta. I stood there and looked up at him."Uh, hello" Ben, my boy" he said, "How nice of you drop by and help me. Come in."I stood there, smiling, still not entirely sure. But he made my decision for me. "Quick!" he whispered sharply. He grabbed my arm, pulling me into his home.He was wearing a silk robe and clearly nothing else. His huge cock was hard and sticking out. No wonder he didn't want to stand in his doorway talking to a teenage boy."Come through to my bedroom, sweet boy." I followed him. He.