The time for a serious conversation was probably due, I said, "Mark, I know that we've already done things that a mother and son should not do with ea...h other. I've allowed it but I fear you may tell to your friends or someone." I paused and stared into his eyes. "Darling, what we're doing is wrong, it's called i****t. It's i*****l and I don't want you to say a word to anyone. I could get into a lot of trouble."Mark looked sad but didn't speak."Oh, Mark," I sighed, "I don't want us to cross any. She decided against wearing a bra and she could make out the color of her nipples slightly through the thin fabric. Finally she stepped into her four inch heels and grabbed,her keys. The walk would be short, he was her downstairs neighbor. Standing in front of Nate's door she stopped and checked herself before knocking. Yep the panties were showing enough to be noticed but not so high to be on purpose. She knocked. Kim heard him say ”just a second” and waited for him to open the. When it didn’t smooth out, I looked out to the side of the plane and saw smoke. Now I worried that faster wasn’t the only problem. Fire plus aviation fuel ... was bad.“Roy, I think we’re on fire,” I worried.He got onto the radio, and when he said, “declaring an emergency,” I officially became concerned. The only reason I wasn’t wondering if there were parachutes was he had said it as if he were discussing the box scores for a ball game. He was one cool customer.“I’ll take it from here,” Roy. I see, through Jenny, her husband; a man called Joe. He is ever so far away now. When I was Jenny ... When there was a Jenny, the party was just the sort of evening I enjoyed - she enjoyed - perhaps especially if there were people she did not know. New people to find out about, new ideas, new thoughts. This time, I felt completely out of place; worried that I might say the wrong thing; worried that saying the wrong thing might lead to punishment. Not feeling myself? Not being myself,.