I had such little hope for her. That made me sad.Renee faded away. Again I was in my own body, my own flesh barely dressed. Lana curled next to me one... one elbow and gazed at me. Her blouse hung open revealing a dark nipple on a freckled breast. Chloe leaned against the wall and watched us."You still bear much love for Renee Woodhouse," Lana said, as if stating a fact."I do."Her voice turned serious. "Renee is not someone we care for." Oh?"We both sat up. She reached and took my hands."Tyballa,. Tears were flowing now from her eyes; she slowly crawled out of the car and sat down on the curb nearby. She had a clear look at the car from outside even in the dark she realized it was a wonder she survived the crash herself. They had crashed straight into a brick wall of an office building. If Michelle hadn’t been sleeping in the backseat when it happened, she shuttered to think of what would have been.Her arm was excruciating but she tried to not to think about that now, at least she. I opened the door and climbed in, Alice and James still arguing like five year old children. Now that I was in the car I could see they were all around my age. James who was squished in the middle, had spiky brown hair and a face that looked like all it did was smirk mischievously. His eyes were blue and shone as if behind the young adult face, there was a 10 year old waiting to burst free and mess about, this look was amplified by the mud war paint on his face and the spatter on his shirt.. .the look of disapointment on his face..".Slow down honey" I told him...reaching out and patting his hand with mine.....Think about it baby....this moment of pashion will be with us the rest of our lives. I told him. "You will carry these memories with you forever ! I spoke, my voice sounding very nervous. my body very aroused. Let's think about all of this I added, I know your hormones are perculating..I read where all young boys fantasise making love with their Mother's. I told him. .