“Mom……….should we talk about what just happened?” I asked, more than unsure of what to say next. She looked me in the eye “Sweetie given t...he twisted nature of our family, we shouldn’t even bat an eye lash at what just happened……..And I gave birth to you, if anyone deserves to get fucked by that big lovely prick of yours it’s me” she said seriously, leaving me there in the room, shocking me once again with her words. I can’t remember that exact quote about how one never truly knows their. Back in the locker room I was again caught short. I'd come with a bathing suit and nothing else. Tim shared his locker with me — we'd earlier stuffed all our clothes in there. At The Club, the men's change room upstairs had attendants with towels. The boys' change room in the basement had no such amenities — certainly no gratis towels for the heathens. Trying to emulate the behaviour I'd seen in the men's locker room in those days past with my father, I stripped off my speedo and tried to act. If you care to read my Journal you will discover that my relationship with Jon is rather different to that of most employee and employer, but I have easily come to realise that I have a life that just could not be more satisfying or pleasurable. I love my life and all the little adventures that Jon and I get up to.Apart from a little bit of hair that grows on my legs, I have no body hair below my neck. It’s all been removed with electrolysis. I’m slim with small(ish), pert breasts that have. In a moment eerily similiar to the one where she suddenly saw her very own son in a different light two years earlier, the same thing was now happening with Colleen as the two women huddled together in the dark.At first, Destiny rationalized her action as a way to comfort Colleen, to create a tactile connection between the two as the tempest of Colleen's horrible discovery swirled around them. After a minute or so of softly grazing the tips of her fingernails along the inside of Colleen's right.