The details were fading, as is the way with dreams, however vivid they might have been at the time. She recalled being forced to fight naked in a kick...oxing match against an opponent whose body's vital parts had been well padded for protection and whose hands and feet had been encased in some kind of metal covering, so that every kick and blow had done terrible damage to her and caused awful pain. What rubbish! As if she ever would do a stupid suicidal thing like that!Penny had been forced to. When Mother takes a shower it is not unusual for her to take some time so I was not surprised that is was about half an hour before I heard her footsteps in the hall returning to the room. What I had not expected was the sight I saw when she came through the door, suddenly I remembered the conversation we had on the drive home from the wedding. She had put on makeup with the look she knew I liked, Red Lips, black eye makeup, silky stockings and a skirt that was very tight and so short I could. There is not much I want for.I am the only mother my stepson Eric has ever known. He was two years old when I married his father. So he calls me mom. Eric is twenty-four and very handsome. With that rough farm boy look.I'm a busty auburn redhead with thick, bright locks that hang to my lower back. Clear pale skin and a set of fat 36F tits. I measure 42-30-39 and stand 5'7" with bright blue eyes and full lips.I know it's wrong and I shouldn't have. I didn't plan on anything when I called Eric. I. I tried to push his hand away again, but it didnt work. He turned and knelt over me on the bed, looking like he was going to lie down on me, until the knock at the door. Before the door swung open, he was standing at the foot of the bed. Whats going on in here, Annie? Ma questioned as she came into my room. The girls reading her book, Ma, Pa answered for me. Then you best leave her alone, Pa. We cant have her doing bad in school, now can we? she replied to him. Neither one of them acknowledged.