She had confronted me one evening. I naturally lied, but when she said for me to look at the shots on her PC, I had nowhere to go. So, I owned up to i...t and told her all about it, well not all, not about the extras, of course. She had been surprisingly cool about her twenty-year-old daughter stripping off to her undies and more and posing for photographers, but then my mum was always relaxed about most aspects of sex.When I'd been looking at her PC, I had poked around a bit and had been amazed. Caerys was sat in the middle row, but Sophie and Christophe — still drowsy after his drug-induced sleep — were clustered by the back door.Gabriel slammed the door closed a little more forcefully than necessary, irritated at being seen as the villain somehow, and trying to appreciate the frustration Sophie felt. For himself, once he'd gotten over the fear of imminent death in his transformation, he'd seen the possibilities in his powers, recognised them as weapons and tools to be used,. My eyes followed her every move: every bounce of her breasts, every inch of her legs, every glimpse of her tight white knickers. My eyes were on her every time she squatted down to pick up the ball with her bare thighs wide, those white knickers bulging over that so erotic mound between her legs and a sweet innocent smile on her face for her adoring daddy. So often as I’ve lain in bed with my wife asleep beside me and my erection hard in my hand I see my daughter’s tennis skirt fly up and her. I tried my best not to flinch.I could smell his aftershave, feel the heat of his body so close to mine ...I'm getting there, hold your horses!When the movie ended, he suggested a drive up to this secluded hill on thenorth side.Oh, you know that spot? Been there yourself, sis? How about you, mom?Okay, okay, I wont keep you in suspense much longer.Like I said, he takes me up there, and he sets out this blanket on the grassand asks me to join him there.I was thinking that maybe he wouldn't hurt me.