His mother was standing before him breathing heavily. Her robe had fallen off her left shoulder, and as she stood there looking at him through half cl...osed eyes, she showed off a good portion of her creamy white tit to him.At that moment John thought his mother looked like the sexist woman alive. The sheer unadulterated lust she embodied was unbelievable."No... please don't stop John." Janice said huskily. Her head was spinning. The feel of her son's warm fingers, only fueled her desire to get. The man spoke in an angry tone from a double chin neck that appeared uncomfortably tight. His jet black tie matched his jacket over a white shirt. Lynn made a dash to get up and run but the man grabbed her by the hair and slung her back into the chair with one fluid movement. ‘Now, this is how this is going to work.’ The man said as he stood in front of Lynn. His long pausing thoughts were relayed in his eyes as he looked her up and down from head to heels. Lynn grasped the arms of the office. " I looked up from my cards to see Krista standing there smirking at me. I don't know for sure what caused it, probably years of being subjected to shit from her combined with three hours of beer drinking, but whatever it was that smirk on her face touched it off. At any other time it probably wouldn't have happened, but my buddies had been drinking beer for the same three hours that I had and they were just loose enough to go with the flow.I threw my hand down, got up from the table and walked. It wasdecided no sexual intercourse until after the marriage ceremony.It was a simple wedding with around twenty friends and family present.That night as Jennifer climbed into to bed with her husband, a strangefeeling came over her, a memory from the distant pass.The memories that for the first sixteen years of her life Jennifer hadbeen a boy named Dean."It had to be a dream," Jennifer said to herself.As the squirt of baby cream entered Jennifer, the old memories allrushed back. Opening her.