“Are you serious?” I asked.“Well you are very sweet guy, you wouldn't just have sex with your mom and never call her back. We're really close, s...o don't tell me you never thought about it,” Sasha replied.“I'd love to,” I said.Then I felt my own mother's boobs. Her C-cup breasts were absolutely phenomenal to say the least.“Wow mom, I had no idea they felt so damn good. These are great,” I said.“Well thank you. I'm glad someone appreciates them. I know you've seen them before, but do you really. I gave her a lopsided grin, mumbled 'Thanks', took the bottle, spun on my heel and returned to the study. I launched myself into the chair, which creaked and groaned in protest, but eventually decided to remain upright and in one piece. I opened the bottle, threw the cap over my shoulder, put the mouth of the bottle to my lips and lifted.Fresh raw fire ate its welcome way down my throat. About a half-a-third of a half. When I lowered the bottle I saw Lilly standing, arms crossed beneath her. " Good. Now I want to go an hour or so out into the gibber and do some collecting. James said you're interested in learning more. We'll talk about that. But no more silliness, OK?" Fine. It's a kid's game." And insulting to me." Yeah. It's not a good idea to both play tricks and ask favours."We walked silently for a while. Then I pointed towards a small mound. "See that?" The hill?" Yes. That's the nest of Melophorus, a honey-ant. And there's a dragon lizard on top, waiting for lunch." I. While we were fucking ... while we were making love ... I'd thought I could see into Teddy's soul. That was ridiculous, of course. No one can see into another's soul. But I'd thought I could understand the way he really felt about me. I'd thought that he'd had a very specific, very special thing for me. It wasn't love, but given the opportunity, it could be. He crushed on me, he admired me ... he worshipped me, on some level.Or was all that just a figment of my imagination?Maybe he was half in.