She still worked as a bank teller but whenever we were low on resources or she felt like it, she'd put an ad on the web, take a few clients and make a... few hundred bucks over the weekend. Some days, I even drove her around so she could walk the streets for some quick dough. "I am working a lot these days." she said to me once."I know mom"."And you know that I sleep with men?" I know" "For money." she asked me again.I giggled. "I am glad you think it is funny son." she said seriously. "I think. "I worked on the farm growing up, just as my brothers did but I never felt attached to it the way they did. I did what I did on the farm because we each had chores to do and I did what was expected of me. I'm not the rebellious type, I never have been and I always did what I was supposed to do." Unlike my brothers, I never saw the farm as a permanent way of life for me. I realized, early on, if I stayed on our farm it would mean staying single. Once I married I'd be expected to move with my. ” The old king size stuff, that my ex just had to have, won’t fit in my new bedroom and besides I want it and his memory out of my life for good!” All of a sudden it hit me. Ellen was the daughter of the family that owned two huge furniture stores in our city and had a used furniture store as well. Damn…all her looks, brains and money, too. Somehow things were not adding up like I thought they should. I knew she worked at a furniture store in sales but I just never put her maiden name. Meanwhile, I got in touch with one of my online friends who had experienced sex with his aunt at a very young age of 14. However, he is married now. He is from a different state but we had met when he was on a motorcycle trip to Kerala.I was very open with him and explained my feelings and a bit of touch and go experience with mom. He had initially made his thoughts clear over sex and incest. Meanwhile, he told me that it looks something fishy for him that she was not even once awaken by acts..