I didn’t know what to do as I watched them fucking, but thought I would give them more privacy, so quietly slid out of bed, grabbed my jeans and sof...ly made my way out of the room, carrying my shoes, closing the door gently. That’s when I saw Anna coming out of a room down the hall, carrying dirty sheets which she placed in a hamper on wheels. I was surprised that they started working so early but found out later, being students, they did their work before and after classes. As I stood outside. Are you read to try it?" "Not exactly, but I had an idea." "What's that?" I was deeply curious at that point. "Maybe we could pretend and have our own glory hole." How do we do that?" Lynn was all excited when she explained her plan. "You go downstairs in the basement and drill a hole in the paneling between the utility room and our recreation room. Some night when I'm feeling horny, you go down and put your cock in that hole, and I'll give you a good blow job." She didn't have to ask twice.. A few months after the funeral, my mother started walking around the house in very sexy outfits, ones that I didn't even know she owned. I just kinda shrugged it off as a strange way of dealing with her loss. Then, a couple months went by, and not only was she still wearing the sexy outfits, but she started rubbing against me and bending over to pick things up way too often to be explained by clumsiness; which my mother has never suffered from. I started to wonder if I was being hit on by my. She stepped closer and the sunlight once again enveloped her, and she stood there at age sixteen once more.She held out her right hand to me and I saw a shiny brass ring upon herfinger."It's your birthday today, isn't it?" she asked."Yes."How she knew this when I hadn't told her was a mystery among the othermysteries wrapped up in this strange and lovely child."Mine too," she said, beaming a smile up at me.What it was, she wanted me to do, was impossible as anything I couldimagine.Simply put,.