This didn't feel like what I expected death to be like. I moved the flashlight around and saw, illuminated in its beam, the entrance foyer of my home,...Westervelt Manor. Then the enormity of it hit me. We were back. Seventy years ago, we had been pulled from this spot and put into the bodies of the four poor souls who had succumbed to the freezing temperatures of a mid-January snow storm. And now we had been returned to our former bodies. I was at a total loss for words.I heard Rob say, "Where. “I’ve missed you, Mom, You look as beautiful as always,” Kye said with a big smile on his face. Kye grabbed a few of his bags from the back of the truck. As he was leaning over I could see his sweats pulling down a little and noticed my boy wasn’t wearing any underwear as some of his trimmed pubic hair was showing. I dropped the bag I had grabbed, and gasped and let out a moan as I saw the outline of his cock pushing through his sweats now. Kye looked back at me with a smile and said, “Mom,. You should be afraid of me.”“Yeah, maybe if this was my first time. You’re late to the party, Xhe.”She seethed, not just angry but seemingly aroused beyond reason. Her face was flushed red with blood, and he felt the heat from her loins radiating through his layers of clothing, along with a conspicuous dampness that was soaking through his underwear. His resistance aroused her, that must be it. Borealans were so quick to submit, to accept their social position. Humans, on the other hand,. “No, I’m serious. My wife has been sweet on you for months now, and I like to give her everything she wants.”Taking her by the hand he walked her over to me and she said, “please don’t leave yet.” She smelled good. It had been months since I’d been with anyone and I honestly couldn’t move from the place I was standing. “Sit down. I promise you won’t be disappointed.”she walked me back to the chair, and slowly rubbed her one hand against my pants, and put her other hand on my shoulder, sitting.