Horny Uncle
Kristin tossed and turned restlessly. She was never going to get to sleep. Maybe a glass of warm milk would help, she thought. Mind made up, Kristin climbed out of bed and headed for the kitchen. As she passed the door to her mother's room, she heard a rhythmic squeaking and a low-pitched moan. Kristin was worried about the moan. Was her mother in pain? She peered through the space left by the slightly ajar door - and was shocked by what she saw. Her mother was on her hands and knees on the...