.....You wrap your arms around me, more for balance rather than caressive expression. I slide my hands down your sides, and agressively pull you close... to me. Mind you, our kiss never dismissed. We turn, I press you against the wall of the bathroom. I raise and press your arms above your head......I lower myself kissing your body all the way down, the nape of your neck, your collarbone, to cupple your succulent breast in my mouth. My tongue plays with your nipples, teasing until it gets hard. I. I asked myself on many occasions just how far I would have let that scenario go if either I or David had pushed it beyond what it had been, would I have allowed it to go further than that? No, I doubted that I would. To me, and only me it seemed, the act of masturbating in front of each other was wonderful, one that could have led to a deeper bond, but any further than that could have thrown us into some sort of depraved relationship less about mother and son and all about sex. That was not. "Jesus Christ, that was a quick game over screen... Didn't even give me a chance to react!"Ultimate difficulty isn't messing around... I've been playing this game for weeks now and it's still kicking my ass..." I muttered.I frowned as I watch the tv screen show my character getting skewered by my evil brother's rapier. He kicked my lifeless body away and flicked the blood off his weapon, before announcing a cold-hearted, "Easy, just as I predicted."Something tells me this new playthrough isn't. At the time, Atlanta had very strict laws, and had only topless strip clubs, and no porn shops at all. But about two hours away, just over the state line into Tennessee, Chattanooga had several porno shops, with magazines and VHS tapes and video booths, and even a few old Super 8mm movies for sale (yes, it was that long ago!) Usually Mike would accompany me on such trips, and sometimes other friends would go along, too. Chattie has other sights to see as well, so we would make an overnight stay.