Jessie went on, "I rummaged around his room the other day - not snooping or anything like that, you understand - just picking up clothes, taking away ...dirty cups and plates, that sort of thing." Oh right," I sighed, uninterested."You wouldn't believe what I found in there. Everywhere I looked there were crusty tissues strewn all over the floor, semen-stained socks and underpants stuffed down the side of the bed. It was even smeared all over the walls." That's adolescence for you, Jess: Cock full. My hands explored her back and her hands teased my hair. She let out a small moan as my hand slowly caressed her beautiful full breast. Her hands caressed my chest. She broke the kiss and said “Let me get a little more comfortable.” With that she went upstairs. I listened as she opened drawers and moved around in her bedroom. After what felt like forever she started back downstairs. She emerged wearing a sheer negligee. It was black and silky. Forming to her full perfect body.. That woman felt less and less like a stranger and more and more like my mommy. It wasn’t even a conscious shift, it was as if a very primal feeling was awakened, a very primal need that made me dependent on my mommy.It was confusing and scary. But mommy was there. My mommy was there to guide me and to tell me what to do. I don’t know for how long she kept talking, it could’ve been hours or it could’ve been minutes, I just knew that I was under her spell, that she’d bewitched me and I needed. "What? Oh you mean the cops? No. My parents called the cops when I left so I had to talk with them. I told them I had hitchhiked around getting rides from truckers. That you found me in Utah and brought me home. I'm not sure they believed me but there was nothing for them to do. My parent's think you saved me from a life of drugs and prostitution. That's what the cops had told them usually happened to runaways. So really, you're a hero." Aren't they going to be surprised when I show up now?" I.