.." Melinda once again tilted her head to the side which she did whenever she asked a question she seemed interested in hearing the reply to."Well, it...'s not like I have a lot of other offers." Jason said with a frown."What, a good looking guy like you?" Melinda opened her eyes wide as if this caught her by surprise. "I mean, you don't strike me as awkward or overly geeky!" This last was said with another of her infectious laughs."Well, Ma'am, I thank you kindly..." Jason said with a Southern. I actually sneaked into her room and secretly got a picture of her in her bra and panties. This photo soon became my masturbation picture. I knew it was wrong but I couldn't help myself, my mom was looking so hot now. When I began to jack off to her picture, I tried not to think of anything but soon my 16 year old horny mind came up with all sorts of dirty, dark thoughts and scenario's. I had scenario's in my mind when a cranked one off about fucking my mom's tits and cumming all over them.. Did you sleep well?" she asked him, hoping she didn't sound as nervous to him as she did to herself."Yeah, slept great." He leaned against the counter and took a sip of the hot coffee while he watched his mother preparing breakfast. She had her robe on and was wearing her fuzzy slippers. He wondered if she had anything on underneath."Charlie?" she said, still facing away from him."Yes?" I'm sorry for what I did last night," she said, her voice was low and was now quivering.Charlie took another. Are there others? Other children whose fathers were blown to bits ... but lived? How long has this been going on?Is it just evolution? Gradual improvement of the species? Or are we a step above?While I was pondering a screech sounded at the helm.“What just happened?”Seven is back! Chaos reigns. “Coming Tyche.” I rushed. Rushing at night on an open deck is not smart. I footed it through the salon and to the steering station.“What seems to be the problem?” I asked my 4 year old helms-kid.“We’re.