He was now turned, looking away from his mom.“Just hand me my robe.”Josh grabbed the robe and without turning around, handing handed it back to hi...s mom.Lisa and Josh both let out a small scream as the lights suddenly went dead. The breaker box was in the basement. Someone was in the house.Lisa reached out in the dark and put her hands on her son’s shoulders. “Here. Take my hand.”Lisa noticed that her son squeezed her hand a bit tighter than required, “Try to relax. It’s all going to be ok. It’s. They are, in fact, quite painful. And apparently it's impossible not to walk like I'm trolling for men while wearing them. But I've already gotten so used to them now that at least I no longer walk like I'm walking on a high wire at the circus.It's early still. We didn't encounter many pedestrians on the sidewalk. There was a constant flow of traffic in the street, though. People in the cars passing by were treated to a view of Gary's hand under my skirt, resting on my backside as we. As a joke. But she was so serious. And after a while, I was like, well, maybe? Maybe we should try it? If she wants to do it so bad, what's stopping me?SEBASTIAN: What is stopping you?GARY: I don't know. It's so messed up. So, you're an expert in this?SEBASTIAN: I've been researching adult consensual incest for years. I understand it better than most.GARY: It's a crazy thing to do, isn't it?SEBASTIAN: It's unusual, but it happens more than you might think. Incest is a major transgression, but. She pulled her long brown hair up behind her and pulled it over her right shoulder. I took the bar of soap and lathered up her back, starting with her shoulders and ending at the dimples on the top of her rear end where the spine turns into the tailbone. Sue reached around then and taking one hand in each of hers pulled them to her chest and pressed back against me and began to rub her back against my front, cooing as she did so. She motioned for me to lather her front while we were rubbing her.