What do you want, baby?"Christina looked at me for a moment before responding, "I don't really have the right to deny you this because I have already ...ad my fun with strangers. But, I would really rather that you didn't empty your seed into someone else. I'd like to keep that part of our sex life just between us because I'd really like to have kids someday." No problem, baby. I feel the same way. I'd rather not have kids out there with someone else." Now that we've got that worked out, do you. My free hand caresses your back and I feel your skin above the fabric of your night gown. The strap is loosely hanging off your shoulder and my hand travels down your sides. Skin, fabric, skin. I love your skin. Yet there is a strange excitement in caressing you where your skin is out of reach. Beneath the silk. My hand travels down your side. I can feel the softness at the side of your breast. I want more. Through the silken sheath, my hand finds your nipple. I touch you there and. I think it will help put me to sleep.”Mom said, “I think you’re right. It might make me fall asleep quicker too.”I then took the panties from her hand. She had forgotten that they were even there.I told her, “I might want to smell them as I fall asleep.”Mom said, “If you sleep with me you can smell the real thing.”Pretending that it was one of Mom’s many notes, I said, “May I sleep with you and possibly smell your pussy all night?”Mom smiled and said, “You want to sleep on my pussy, I guess. They tell me it looks a lot like a fund raising letter the Muslim brotherhood sends to the faithful. About half of them are outright scams and about of them half fund extremists. At the worst looks like her boyfriend is a fund raiser. It’s a long way from sending emails to mailing bombs,” Watson said.“I just got a bad feeling about all this,” I said.“Then sit down and ask her,” Watson said taking a drink from the plastic Pepsi bottle. The bottle was about a third Jim Beam bourbon and two thirds.