" Okay Mist— er, Art. What's up?" I want to get to know you better. Why don't we go to my den where we can talk privately?"We made our way to my den... and I closed the door. We took a seat on the couch so I started out, "Allison, tell me about you." Where should I start?" How about where you were born?" We were born in Austin, Texas. Mom was a legal secretary and dad was an electronics engineer. They both worked for an aircraft manufacturer." How was your childhood?" Amelia and I got along like. A yellow and red variegated hibiscus was in full bloom and she sat downin the sand and made a delicate garland out of the sweet-smelling bloomsand removed her sunhat put it on her head.She heard a rustle in the bushes and tensed. The wild pigs on theisland usually ran away when humans approached but the boars couldbecome aggressive. She sighed with relief when she saw Ray Millwardmaking his way down one of the adjacent paths that crisscrossed theisland. It looked like he had the same idea. “You want to know about the truth, mom?” he was saying.“Even before that afternoon, I always had “thoughts” about you, not thoughts a boy usually has about his mother either.” I couldn’t have stood up right then if someone had paid me a million dollars! Now, he was looking away.“I used to think about kissing you at first… but it's gotten worse. After I saw you in the bath, mom, I had to go to my room and beat-off. Sorry for saying that.” It didn’t matter, I think I was beyond further shock at. Slowly I slide a finger lower between the crease and then up again, this I repeated several times before more liquid to my fingers before lowering my hand to the area once more. Lower each time until my fingers had made the entire area slippery from the liquid. The flesh of my hand slide smoothly and easily across your heated skin. Each time moving my fingers lower and lower until they came in contact with the bud of your clit. Moaning softly you tugged on your restrained arms and tried to turn.