”“That’s a lot, any way you look at it. But you’ve tried a lot of them,” she asked.“A fair number. I think there’s maybe a dozen or so t...hat are really fun. A lot of them are more like a circus act or are just plain uncomfortable. With your gymnastic background, we might find a few more than most that are fun to do.”“Why so many? Before last night, I think I’d only had sex in about three or four. But we did a couple last night that were new to me.”“Have fun?”“Oh, god, yes.”“Good. That’s what. "Just don't use too much pink," I'd said.That got me a twisted look from my little lover. "Dan Granger, do I even ACT like I'm a 'pink' kind of girl?"My turn. "Oh, you're plenty pink in all the proper places."And she bounced up and wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. "Well, you can make me all pink, and I know a part of you that I can make turn purple," she giggled. "Wanna give it a try?" What about dinner?" Grilled cheese sandwiches and canned soup." She gave me that cutey. At first she thought nothing of it and assumed it was her husband, as he had done this many times before. It was only when her husband was away with work for a week and it continued to happen she realised the only person it could be was her son Lee. At first she was shocked then realised she had become extremely wet between the legs. She knew it was wrong for her to get wet over her son but couldn’t stop doing herself and disappeared into her bedroom and grabbed her rabbit out of her knicker. It's just Peter saw an opportunity to make it happen"."What opportunity?", she asked, "Why and how the hell is Peter involved in this?"I knew that I had no choice but to come clean about Peter and me. I told my Mom that Peter had caught me in his room going through his stuff and had kinda blackmailed me into subsequent events.Mom said,"If all that happened was Peter catching you going through is bag then why didn't you tell me, sure it's a bad thing to do to a guest, to go through their.