"I'm crying because, I'm just now realizing, that you're actually attracted to me, and, that scares me!" She says, sobbing.I wrap my arm around her, a...d, try to comfort her."NO! TAKE YOUR HANDS OFF OF ME!" She yells, slapping me across the face.I get up, and, leave her room."And, stay out of my room, you sick fuck!" She yells, after I shut the door.A few hours go by, and, I'm in my bedroom, reading a book, when I hear a knock at my door."Steve? Can I come in?" I hear Stephanie say."Sure! Come. The fact that galahs were grey and pink and macaws were brightly coloured was irrelevant. That Weena was happy was relevant. I asked her about door handles. She looked at me blankly until I pointed out that we had knobs at home, but hospitals had pushbars and levers, so that doors could be opened when you had hands full — like when you were carrying a baby. We got three L-shaped handles. One for the inside of the closet — in case Weena got trapped, I assumed. We got away for only $100.I spent. Svetlana had turned out to be very astute at reading his feelings towards her. Even knowing that, she'd managed to shock Jake again."I should," he growled, not opening his eyes.He felt Svetlana unbuckling his belt, "I think you're right. If Ivan had ever been man enough to discipline me, I think I would have been a much better wife."Jake trembled a little with the force of his own lust. Svetlana definitely knew how to push his buttons. Even as he hovered on the momentary edge of indecision, she. "I'M FUCKING MY SON" loudly.Loving the nasty forbidden ramifications of what I had just done. I think I even heard someone say "Oh my God."He kept plowing into me for another minute or two, my orgasm was coming, I could feel it if he could hold out just a little longer."Oh god, mom, I can feel it coming!" Try to hold out, baby. I'm almost there!" he kept fucking me as I kept squeezing and, after another couple of minutes, I said."Come on, baby, give it to me! Give mommy your hot cum! We'll both.