Three weeks ago I decided to get back on more even footing. I had taped one of his toy sessions with me and turned the tables, blackmailing him. I fuc...ed him with a strap on and showed him how it was to be used as an office toy. Since then we had not met for anything remotely sexual. Now I could feel my whole body tensing in anticipation. I had tried my best to push my needs down. It was his fault I was feeling like this. The last three weeks I spent fantasising about the idea of being taken. I shook my head. "I will be in my bedroom", I replied.A little while later my mum showed up in my room."Mark, I want you to promise me whatever happens you just keep this between us. I have seen the way you've looked at my boobs, and now you're talking about my arse. You have told me that you like big girls, and that time you helped me up you got a little aroused. Be honest with me darling. Are you attracted to me?"I didn't hesitate, "Yes I am mum." Mark, I had that feeling. I am your mother. This gets rid of the wholesale destruction.“By avoiding nonparticipants and residences, war becomes a little tiff between volunteers who know why they are there and have agreed to be there. Those volunteers are expendable since they are there because they want to be. Everything is nice and neat.“Now war is a nice little sanitary thing, which can be reported on the evening news and written about in the newspapers. It wasn’t a thing of horror, but a thing of entertainment. A reporter would be. . I was not having any sexual attraction towards her as she was my sister.. She used to come to my flat once or twice in week.. We cook the food and eat together watching tv..one day when she was comin to my flat for food it started raining suddenly and wo bheeg gyi.. Usne door ki bell bajayi maine gate khola and use andar ane ko kaha.. Maine use dekha ki wo puri tarah bheeg chuki thi.. Mere man mein uske liye koi gandi feelings nai thi.. Maine use ek towel diya and kaha ki room mein chali ja.