Like a flash, Heather sunk onto the couch and into her son, knees drawn up and her arms around them. Kyle's arms found their usual place, as Heather s...uggled into her son. Now was the acid test for not only Jeremy's theory, by Kyle's as well, he told himself as he was about to make his move; whatever mother wanted, even if it meant she didn't want her son as her lover, Kyle would honour her feelings. Kyle did not wait long, and his right hand began to caress the back of his mother's upper. When he got into the kitchen he looked over at me with a big ol’ shit eating grin. He got a glass of water came and sat down on the other end of the couch and whispered to me what he’d seen. I told him I already knew about it because I could see her reflection. After a minute or two I asked her if she wanted to have any of the pipe. She answered back: to bring it to her in the bathroom because she was getting ready. I got up, walked back to the bathroom; she was still is topless doing her. The next day as soon as I came home I saw the ‘privado’ box that was still unopened in the floor and became curious again so I opened it and this one also had photos but this ones were Charlie completely naked, once again I was getting turned on and I decided there was nothing wrong with imagining my best friend, after all there were people out there that had really weird and creepy turn ons, when I finish looking at all the photos I remembered the dvd and I played it, just to find something. “Women who are in love ... whatever that means!” She took a breath. “Women who aren’t going to be ruined by being the laughing stock of the whole town ... who won’t lose their jobs!““Do you want me to marry you?” His head tilted, like he was interested in her answer. It stunned her.“No, i do not want you to marry me!“ she yelled.“Drink your milk,” he said calmly, his head straightening up.“What?” She looked for some meaning in his comment, but couldn’t think of any.“Drink your milk,” he.