You said... you told me you couldn't stop thinking about what I look like naked - ME, your own STEP-MOTHER. I told you it was wrong; you asked me to SHOW you. You have no idea how much you sent my mind - and feelings - in a whirl. How you caused me so much pain and anguish as I tried to be a good step-mother, a kind and understanding step-mother, while teaching you what is right and what is oh-so very WRONG. But you couldn't understand; you wouldn't understand. You asked for more. Somehow, I did show you. I revealed myself to you. But that wasn't enough. You asked to touch me. I tried every... Show more