Alan, a 30 year old man was in his mountain cabin near a small town, reminiscing about his past life while sitting in his new couch, while the whiskey...was pouring down his throat he remembered the time he married his late wife, when they were both 18, she was so beautiful, inciting, they didn’t waste any time to have children, her daughter was a pretty dark haired girl like their parents, tough life was going well for the 3 of them, everything started to go south, little by little, the older. He must have been some guy. They must have been very much inlove. Dead three years, she still feels it, obviously. Needs thedistraction, not the money. She said she had been in as a customer a fewtimes. He didn't remember, and knew he would have remembered. Hewondered what she'd think if she knew when she'd been in the shop, he'dprobably been in Manchester, his day off, searching for some item madefor a man who wants to dress as a woman. It would disgust her, hethought, taking padded bra and. He never knew if he'd always had the skill or if the shaman had woken something new in him. But afterwards, ever afterwards, he could read minds and manipulate them. On the flight home, he'd listened in to the thoughts about him with interest, experimenting on the waitresses, ah, stewardesses, to learn how to control them. They brought him anything he asked for, even moved him to the empty first class section of the cabin.His first sexual conquest had been his own mother when he got home. She'd. While I was rubbing her breasts she said “why didn’t we do this before, I wanted you too”? “Oh I so wanted to but remember you are two years younger,”I said then moved down and kissed her pussy.She then leaned back against the rock his time letting me lick up between her tiny lips.My hands went inside her thighs thighs pulling her lips apart allowing my tongue to lick at her moist pussy. She again held my head but this time pushed her pussy tight against me,”oh wow”she said” no one has done.