Slowly I kissed her lips. Nadia in response gave a kiss back meanwhile my hands were moving down from her hair to neck then towards her beautiful moun...tains. We both started kissing passionately and by that time I knew that she is ready to explode. I slowly undid her zipper at the back of her dress then moved my hands inside. Oh I could feel her lovely mellons. They were soft, smooth and big. I could hardly cup them in my hand as they were so handful. My fingers were searching for the middle. As we entered his room, he turned me towards him again, and kissed me passionately. As our tongues dancing between our interlocked mouths I realized that I was becoming obsessed with this man. He was triggering emotions deep within me that would not go away. There was genuine affection and love conveyed in our kiss, and it aroused me. Even more significant was the fact that with each instant I was becoming committed to him. He was taking possession of me. My stepbrother had seized something. The next morning, Angela woke disoriented. Thinking that everything that happened the night before was a dream, she walked to the bathroom across the hall. Glancing at the mirror, she noticed the large black and blue fingerprints on her arm and another on her jaw line. Not remembering she only wore a nightshirt that came down to just her thighs, Angela stumbled into the kitchen. She found Jack standing by the stove, cooking eggs. She stood in the doorway for a short time, watching him. Jack’s. I wrote it through the night after we both had her, and when I gave it to her the next day I said, “Mom, I know how you’re feeling and I want you to read this. I wrote it as if I were you because I want you to know that I understand what you’ve been going through. Maybe not every detail is exactly as it happened, but Paul told me about every time he had you; he loved telling it. Maybe I never should have even listened mom, but it was like a great magnet that I was trying to pull away from. I.