Now, will you please answer my inquiry about how you knew your son was a mutant?"Paul looked at his lap and sighed before looking back at the Professo..., "His mother was a mutant, she had telekinesis, but she couldn't do much with it, just move silverware and the like."The Professor probed more to see what else Phillip's father would admit to, "Why were you so fearful about Phillip being found out to be a mutant?" How did you? I never said..." Paul looked at Charles Xavier closely and turning to. “Are you considering taking him on?”“Absolutely not!” she stated unequivocally.“Just take it as a compliment, then. He thinks you're hot.”“It's kind of insulting, though. I mean, I'm more than a fuck machine.”I agreed and we parted.Her kids were her primary concern, of course. She worked two jobs to make sure they had the necessities. Gabby also attended the local community college, seeking to improve her skills for a different, higher paying job. I caught her studying in the lounge one. Though I did enjoy her company. We always took breaks to de-Calculus our brains, and I enjoyed chatting with her. But that was it. I was helping her study, that was all. That we got along decently just made it easier.That's why I was surprised when, about three weeks after I had started tutoring her, she came to where I was sitting in the dining hall and plopped down in front of me. "Hi! Want company?" Sure," I said, surprised."You looked lonely sitting over here all by yourself," she. A moan escaped my lips. Oh god!!! I thought to myself. I so hope that she did not hear me. I could hear mom talking to me in a distance. All that I could do was respond with nodding of my head. To be honest I did not really know what she was saying. It just felt so good having moms soft hands palming my nipples. There was a release, and the next thing that I was aware of was that mom was behind me holding my breast up in front of the mirror. So baby girl.