.I started to rub it… Just four or five strokes…It started to cum… I felt bad about what I had done… I cursed myself and said to me… “she ...is my mother… How can you masturbate thinking her…? D you think it is fair?”At night I saw aunty in facebook…. I typed a message to herMe: kunjaaa (auntyee) but I didn’t get any reply… After 15 mts I got a reply from her .Aunty: daaa I was speaking with your uncle… Through phone that’s why I didn’t reply you…Me: ohh it’s alright auntyAunty : how is your. “Tegan.” Trevor pressed.“Oh my god, I am fucking with you, Trevor.” She said, releasing his cheeks and flopping onto her back.“Thank fuck.” Trevor rolled onto his back. “I thought you were having some existential slut crisis.”“My man, I just wanna get railed.” She brought her knees up to her chest and bucked her hips, pantomiming getting fucked for a moment before dropping them back down. She flopped her hand casually across Trevor’s pelvis and took his cock in her hand. He’d cleaned himself. It was a few hours later when my dad made an appearance. I was making dinner when he tried to sneak down the stairs, “Dad I’m making spaghetti for dinner. I didn’t know what you’d want. He simply nodded and we ate dinner. The rest of the night was tense and neither of us really said anything to the other one. We both went to bed early, me skipping clothing, and after some more freaking out I finally fell asleep. I was in a sound sleep when something odd made me wake up. My stomach had clenched. I hoped it was the crematorium; there was a lot less chance of any usable DNA left. The cells where the Iranians had been kept were cleaned and unused.Back at the house I did something I had not done in weeks; I helped the girls clean the house.Air Force One was already waiting at Morton when the Beast drove through the gate. All my family was going; Mom, Dad, my mates and my two little men. Takeo and Sara were too little to attend the fundraiser but were staying on Air Force One with a sitter.