To add insult to injury I had to help move her stuff into my old room . She set her dresser up to the left of the cold air duct and a mirror to the le...ft of the dresser , just to the right of the bathroom door . Amy had just finished high school and was going to going to nursing school nearby. She wasn't smoking hot , but she wasn't ugly by any stretch either.She wasn't fat ,but very curvy , tall and statuesque I guess is what you would call her. I had a summer job and got up to the. "She rested her forearms on her thighs. Her expression was a blend ofdeep curiosity and genuine concern."Is it a boy?" What?" This person you keep thinking about. Is it a boy?" No!" I laughed. "No, it isn't!" Are you tellin' me the truth?" Of course I am!" There's nothing wrong with havin' feelings, Peter. You can't help whoyou fall in love with."I saw her eyes dart to the portrait on the mantelpiece, and suddenly itmade sense.But I was too shocked to say anything. I knew what a poof was; it. She looked down, admiring the mass of her mother's tits. They were large and sagged a bit, but in no way took away from Sheila's beauty or sex appeal.She felt her panties beginning to get wet, but why? Was her mother turning her on? No, it couldn't be that. Beth closed her eyes and began to get lost in the tune her mother was humming.Before either woman realized it, it was already midnight."Oh baby, I'm sorry, you need to get some sleep," said Sheila."Don't leave yet, Mom," whispered. She had accepted her situation and welcomed the peace of mind that came with it. This was how she would live, and quite likely, she would die very soon in the same way. But with this peace of mind and this developed endurance to the mind-numbing violation, she now had a chance to think and organize her thoughts. The first thing that she had rolled over in her mind was the acceptance that dignity and self-respect could not exist in this situation. These creatures had taken everything from her.