I've inherited his vim and vigor which, I must admit, are the traits of an active participant in sexual activities. After his death, mom needed someon... for consolation and I was the only one who cared for her. The idea, that another man would come into her life and replace dad, anguished me a lot; my true feelings for her made me assume like that. It was true that I lusted after my own mother. The lesbian disposition led me to have carnal fantasies about her. But I could not ward off the. " You aren't 'cured, '" Sandy said. "There's nothing to be cured of. You are no longer going to flinch when the ball comes at you. That's all." I went oh-for-five!" I repeated."Did you flinch?" Fuck, I don't know! But I never felt like I was flinching, even before your Magic Box thing."Sandy giggled. "Don't call it my magic box," she said. "That sounds dirty!" Well, it sounds better than calling it your Coffin Treatment," I said, smiling into the phone."You're going to be OK," Sandy said. "Just. "You two know that this isn't the accepted way to live. Not in America. Not in Hillsdale. Not on Maple street. You both know that if anyone finds out what has happened, our family probably could not survive." She paced, unaware that her movements were making her robe flap, exposing her pussy to both her children. "Megan, have you been taking your pills?" Yes mommy" Megan was still in little girl mode."Good. That's very important if you're going to let your brother cum inside you."Megan's face. With a smile on my lips and looking into her eyes I replied, ‘you know what I would like to eat’. With a giggle she said ‘ I know ‘. She kissed on lips again and said ‘ be back in a minute, do not sleep’ . She got off the bed and walked away slowly, stark naked. Her buttocks swaying and jiggling with every step she took. She turned back looked at me walked 3 more steps and disappeared inside the bathroom closing the door behind her, leaving me with the noise of a running tap and thoughts of how.