I went into her house and she shows me into the living room.“The PC is upstairs in my room. Just you head up now and I’ll be there in two shakes....�� She directed me.I make my up the stairs unsure of where I am going. As I get to the landing I hearing the whirring of the PC fan which helped me go straight to the room. The scent in her room is intoxicating. My head spinning with all kinds of sexual thoughts. “Ah, you have found my room. I’m sorry about the mess. Let me show you what’s wrong. Beth kept the conversation moving smoothly. We made small talk about Jimmy, Sally's work, and Tom. If there were doubts, our chat confirmed that Tom ruled his castle with an iron fist.When the buzzer went off, I pulled out the cinnamon rolls from the oven. "Hey, Champ, you want to help me here." Jimmy jumped up. As I put them on a plate Jimmy put the little packets of frosting on each. Soon he had a roll in front of each of the three women. Both Brenda and Beth put their hand on his arm as they. I had stayed up until about 4:30, watching and re-watching the video I had made of her the night before, dressed scantily in her bra and panties, then topless and masturbating on her bed! I couldn’t get enough of the sight of her young, nubile body, her perky little breasts with their large, erect nipples. Jesus, here I was, only awake for about 2 minutes, and already my cock was at attention, just waiting for another touch of her little body. I got myself out of bed and pulled some boxers. I think that's... quite... wonderful... I think."Her response didn't surprise me. I fully expected her to have some ambivalence about my new plan. On the one hand, she'd feel gratified that I was interested in lawyering -- of any variety. On the other, she'd worry -- some -- about what Daddy might think. Would he feel rejected? And supposing he did feel rejected? How would Mom feel about that? Good? Bad?... Both?My parents were complicated citizens.Her next question, too, was predictable..