The water lapped gently around our ankles as we paused. She turned slowly to me, her right arm slipping around my neck, our mouths met, full and open,...tongues probing deeply.A soft moan escaped her throat as my hands slid down her back, caressing her ass, remembering the thin panties in my pocket.Her body pressed tightly against me, her right leg gently enfolding me.My tongue probed deep, the passion increasing. My hands slowly worked the dress up, feeling the first exquisite touch of her. Taking a deep breath, I changed back into the satin underwear, slipped the gown back on and walked back into the bedroom."OK, this feels a bit better. So; you suppose you like what you see?" I'm sorry. I don't know what to say now." Stop it, it's fine. Tell you what; I'll take the lead. If you're uncomfortable, I'll stop, all right?"Before he could answer, I took his hand and placed it on my belly."All right?" I asked."Yes." OK. And this?" I lifted his hand and placed it on my breast."I could. I am not in danger of being besieged by the Danclavens, but of being wed to one of them. What say the stories about that?" Little enough. Which, after all, is good news. The first of the family to hold Castle Dan wed the widow of the previous holder and then her daughter. No one suggests that the women wished to wed the slayer of the husband or father. Recent generations, however, have had no rumors about their marriages except for a good many widows joining the cloister. If the family had the. ’ Suddenly, I was acting like the parent, not the son but since Dad left Mum and I had gradually slipped into a changed relationship, we were no longer just mother and son, we were more like friends supporting and encouraging each other, helping to try and rebuild our shattered family and had become each others confidants as two equal adults. ‘Thank you, Jamie, my darling,’ she said, ‘I will get your supper out of the cooker and then go and have a talk with her… I know that she will agree to.