" And then you said, "After someencouragement he told me about how he used to love watching you applyyour lipstick. Well, at some point I realized t...hat what he wanted washis own. Isn't that right, Sweetie?" I couldn't believe this was happening. I was so mortified, I thought Iwas going to die. How was Mother going to react? Would she think wewere both crazy? You looked at me and said, "Come on Sweetie, just likewe said. Show Mommie what you've learned." I couldn't bear to look at. With a good starter fire I wouldn’t have to split anything else. The first fire in a new pit needs a wood or bark platform beneath it to keep the moisture away from the nanescent fire. I lit a cotton ball soaked in vaseline and piled twigs over it. When they caught and began to crackle I added finger-thick splits of wood, then progressively larger pieces until I laid one larger log to the side and propped a few wrist thick pieces across it. I had a robust little fire going that already was. Since I am the one speaking at the present time, I'm choosing Scotty as MY partner. I have always been fascinated by REALLY tall men, and since Scotty, I also chose to call him that, as I like the sound of it, is, Rhonda told me, 6'5" I want to see if I can work WITHOUT a safety net. I also wish to see if that height gives me nosebleed. Come on, Sweetheart. Rhonda tells me great things about you. I have also found that I like to be watched, and to have lights on around me. IT SEEMS TO BE MUCH. My hands trembled as I lowered then to the waistband of my panties and slowly pushed them down, deep inside me a little voice of reason was screaming at me to stop, but I ignored it in favour of the powerful feelings running through me."God you are a beautiful woman mother." Victor breathed as I stepped out of my panties."Victor!" I gasped out as his hands started to undo his own clothing.I felt mesmerised, trapped, unable to protest or move as I watched my son undress in front of me, his eyes.