They sat down, Cynthia having to stop herself making the tea." Robert, I have to tell you that no one has explained anything to me so I don't know how...you and Rosalind have fitted in, but I imagined you were Aunt Cynthia's carers and as you can see I am not yet infirm".Robert and Rosalind burst out laughing. " We were not your Aunt's carers we were her lovers".Cynthia was certain she had heard wrong! " Sorry?"Rosalind sat down and offered to tell the whole story."Cynthia and our grandmother. "If Taylor Swift sucks so bad then why are you wearing her signature redlipstick?"I was confused by this, what was she talking about? I'm not wearing anyred lipstick. She dug into her purse and pulled out a small mirror andheld it up to my face.I was in for a shock because I was in fact wearing Taylor Swift signaturered lipstick. my lips were glowing red with a little bit of a shine tothem from the lip gloss."Also for someone who doesn't like Taylor Swift so much why would youpaint your nails a. That night I he came home drunk and I comforted him. He put his arms round me and before we realized what was going on, we were in my bed, making love. From that point on, we became one another’s lovers. It was not long before suspicious people began talking about mother and son as lovers. They say love can not be hidden. I tried to break things off, Rocky wouldn’t accept it and wanted to be even closer to me. I was shocked when he asked if I would be his wife as well as his mother. There was. I wasn’t lacking hormones. In fact I could hardly stop thinking about sex and wondering what it would feel like. And that was my problem this day. Sitting in my geography class just before the lunch bell I was horny as hell. Would this stupid nun ever be done? Did I really need to know about all about Albania to make my life complete? Really? No, what I couldn’t ignore any longer was the yearning building up between my legs and my very greedy cunt and clitoris demanding attention. Maybe there.