....“Well then, why don’t you take my hand and follow me.....”She held out her hand (and and of course I took it). She pulled me from the sofa a...nd across the lounge, her heels click clack, click clack, mesmerising me as she went. Up the stairs to her bedroom. “Sit Down darling” I sat on the bed and she closed the door.At this point I wasn’t sure what was happening to me but something in the back of my mind said Aunty will take care of you and I trusted that.“So sweetie, you know why you’re here. Show him that you love him." He held her against and was pressing painfully so that she had to do as had requested.Pamela licked and sucked her son's lips ardently and lovingly. She did love her son after all.After a while her husband got her son to lick and suck her lips. He did it expertly, pressing his bulge tightly against his mother's loins.After several exchanges between mother and son, Ryan said, "Tom, now put you tongue inside you mom's mouth. Let her suck your tongue. And note how she. And I heard the scream. And well, I was a military genius: the car was packed, I’d seen to that days before; and we were on the road to the Mercy General in three minutes.Two nurses and Doctor Lewis, a youngish fellow, her gynecologist, were on the job. He would be doing the delivery himself.It was 7:00 a.m. November 9th, 1997, before baby Christina Wyatt joined the human race.“Baby girl,” he announced, coming into the waiting room, “seven pounds, nine ounces. Both mom and baby are doing. These lectures are a pain. A lot different than King St. High, right?" I said with a laugh. Trying to come off less agitated than I felt. She didn't respond right away, giggling with the other girls. I doubt she even heard me."Huh? Ah, yeah, it's a pain, huh?" Hey, do you want to maybe - " Yeah yeah, sounds great! Gotta run, Frankie, see you soon!"And off she went. I didn't watch her walk away but I heard her, the whole little group laughing as they trotted off. Probably cracking jokes about.