There was just the two of us in her home as her husband, Harry, was serving in Africa. She always treated me grand and I would bring home extra ration... to help her out during those tough times. I was assigned to a department that was trying crack down on the rampant black-market racket which was thriving in that economy. I worked in the evidence room documenting and storing the confis**ted merchandise, it was boring but it was better than being in a fox-hole somewhere. In March of that year. As we talked I could sense Anna’s demeanor changing and it made me feel good to be able to help. Later I gave my girlfriend a foot massage while we watched the tube and made fun of the contestants on a reality show when the subject of ‘first times’ came up. I went first and after confessing to be a virgin until I was eighteen it was my turn to ask her. “So when was your first time with a woman?” I queried, massaging lotion into her soft soles. My boldness was surprising to Anna, who smiled and. She repeated the process until both the milk and the cookie were finished. By this time she had put Marlene out of her mind and was thinking about Peggy. Would she really let her brother be the first to have her? She hoped not and then thought about Dutch. He was such a hunk. She wanted him to be the first, but never once thought of the possibility of taking him away from her mother. The concept Kathy had, vague as it was, centered on their sharing him. Not on an every other night basis, but on. When I was about to go,I heard my dad's yelling something like: "Get ready! I am going to cum inside!" Then suddenly,a strange smell of scent come into my nose,and my father's rubbing became slower and slower,I saw something white came out from a hole on my mother. Then I tiptoed back to my room,and recalling what I've just saw all the night. The next day,when I came back from school and found my brother's not home,I decided to ask my father what happened last night? Though I knew he might get.