I of course gave her a picture of me, and she thought I was very cute. She said I looked like our father, which of course I barely remembered. She sai...d she had a picture of him and emailed it to me.. I still don’t think we look alike, but oh well. This got me thinking, our one connection was him, yet we hardly talked about him. I had an excuse of course, since I hadn’t seen him in over 20 years, but she knew more. I asked her for information, which she was very vague about, then completely shut. The he removed the under wear from the moth and kissed on my lips and ask me clean his cum I did without saying single word and we both lay there for one hour. Then he asked me to shave my hairs and also my mustache. Then he removed all the hair from my body, he use to buy some girls dress like chudi, midi, ect and ask me wear it. Then he will enjoy me One day he brought a saree petticoat and silky panties and asked me to wear it but I don’t know how to wear it. Then he made me naked and ask me. I wasn't about to chicken out now so I said OK, but it had to be my own clothes and few other guidelines. I thought I was pretty safe. How bad could it be? When I got out of the shower this morning she had my clothes laid out for me on the bed. I felt my nipples perk up and a flush of warmth between my thighs as I saw what I was about to go to work in. She had dug out a short, very low cut, sleeveless summer dress. I had casually mentioned a couple of weeks ago I didn't wear it to work. “Charles look at the mess you’ve made….” She looked up at him and gave him a smirk. “Now I’m going to have to wash again.”“Allow me Mum.”They finished their shower and got dressed with no further incident, they made their way to the lounge room where they sat and watched the TV, as they watched Charles decided it was time to take another step to help his Mother recover, he rose from the couch and said.“Let go out today.” He could already see the worry on his Mother’s face, then as the memories.