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Mother's Desperate Measures

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~ Chapter One ~
Carol Olson was by all accounts the perfect mom. She made a decent living as a dental
hygienist, maintained a clean and comfortable home for her son, and prided herself on always doing
the right thing. During the spring and summer of 2009 the “right thing” suddenly became more
complicated.
“Mom, I have something from the

Mother's Desperate Measures (2)

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~ Chapter Two ~  David was quiet at dinner. He barely made eye contact and left the table within five minutes
after hardly touching his food. Carol was concerned she'd made a big mistake but sincerely believed
the ends justified the admittedly extraordinary means. She did not want an air of tension to pervade
the house so she decided to clear the air imme

A Mother's Mistake

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I wrote this true story two years ago at another site mostly to vent the feelings and confussion I was having back than. There is a second part to this story but I will post after I see how everyone feels about part one. For those of you that are wondering, yes I am still having sex with my son at this time. Please comment if you would, thanks.

Finding Our Way Chapter One: The First Two Times (Part 2)

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The next three days, Mom escalated the “desensitization” process. “I want to be able to sunbathe in the yard without worrying that you might freak out.” she explained. So each day the clothes revealed more and more of her lithe 5'10” 120 pound body.

Finding Our Way Chapter Two: Experimentation (Part 1)

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Mom and I showered together that morning, but didn't end up doing the kind of sexual things I wanted. Despite what you may read or see in movies, the shower can be a pretty poor place for sexual activity (at least if you're in

Mother's Desperate Measures ~ Chapter One ~

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Chapter One ~
Carol Olson was by all accounts the perfect mom. She made a decent living as a dental
hygienist, maintained a clean and comfortable home for her son, and prided herself on always doing
the right thing. During the spring and summer of 2009 the “right thing” suddenly became more
complicated.
“Mom, I have something from the school that you're