” He said. “Wow! Did I die and not realise it?”“What?”“I must have died ‘cause I must be in heaven.”She laughed and put her hands out ...nd around his head as he sat in front of her, pulling his head into her breasts. He kissed the skin at the edge of her bra, the softness of her flesh yielding to his tongue. He reached behind her back and undid her bra. The straps fell to her side and her breasts pushed forward out of the material. His head nuzzled into her breasts as she reached up to slip one. My sister was changing in the downstairs bedroom, my dad was changing the downstairs bathroom attached to my sisters bedroom, and my mom was changing in the loft bedroom area, which looked down into the living room where I was sitting on the couch. I could see fairly well into the loft and my mom caught my attention as she began to change. She did not hesitate to remove her top and I could see that she was wearing a black lace see-through bra. It immediately gave me flashbacks to when I was. ‘Oh yes,’ I said nonchalantly, ‘she’s got lovely smooth thighs, I’d love to run my hand up between them.’As he talked to me describing the contours of her body and the pale delicate texture of her nipples I came in a flood over my stomach.I didn’t see him for a while but he sent me some of his own pictures. Men and women in cages tied up and suspended. We exchanged pictures a few times and each time we would go through them on the phone together, breathing heavily.Then one day there was a knock. Alfred followed him his eyes riveted to the young man’s asscheeks, moving up and down in turn as he walked a few yards ahead of him. Alfred walked upstairs behind the servant who opened a door which led to a bedroom with walls covered in framed obscene images. As Alfred slowed down his pace to look at some of the pictures, the servant opened yet another door which led to another bedroom. As soon as he walked in, Alfred took off his shoes and clothes which he put on a chair. The servant slipped.