Date: Fri, 8 Nov 2002 21:24:20 -0800
From: Ronnie <stonefeet@hotmail.com>
Subject: A VERY SEXY CHRISTMAS-PART 1

Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. I am back with an all new story. This
newest creation has a few warnings that need to be addressed right now.

This is a holiday tale about a consentual sexual relationship between a
30something woman and her 19-year old daughter. In short, it is
mother/daughter incest. If you are underage, live anywhere where it is
illegal to read this, or are just offended by the notion of two women in
love, or put off by the idea of sex between parent child, please do us a
favor and read no further. Any questions? All right then, let's get on with
the first part of our story then.

A VERY SEXY CHRISTMAS

by Keith

You are about to hear a Christmas tale like no other. Well, to begin with,
it all started back on December 20, 1978. A young girl had just turned 17
by the name of Jane Rossington on that day and for her 17th birthday, she
received a very unusual and special present. Her parents had given her a
newborn baby girl for her own to raise. The reason behind this was that her
mother wanted to teach her the responsibilities and joys of motherhood.

Jane was puzzled and confused at first, but once she looked into the face
of her new early Christmas gift, she was enthralled and in love with
her. From that moment onward, Jane named her daughter Julie, in honor of a
certain 19-year old girl that lived in her neighborhood and took the
responsibility of raising her child very, very seriously.

Throughout the rest of her high school years and into college, she kept
Julie's existence a secret from the rest of the world, even from her
closest friends for fear that she might be accused of being an unwed young
mother without a father to help raise her. Fortunately, the Rossington clan
was very, very wealthy and could afford to help their daughter out in
bringing up their latest addition properly, safely, and with enough good
discipline to keep little Julie in line during her childhood. Eventually,
Jane and Julie, mother and child would eventually move out of the family
household and make a break for the sunny California town of San Ignacio to
start a new life.

For you see, Jane received a job offer at that fair city to work at a
public relations consulting firm and that she wanted little Julie to go to
a public school unlike her mother who was sent to private prep school.

The first years that Jane and Julie spent together as mother daughter had
its fair share of problems and conflicts, in fact, more that its fair share
such and such. Jane would often come down hard on Julie for being late to
school, being slow in her weakly chores around the house every Saturday,
and for her association with a group of kids that had the nasty habit of
playing practical jokes on just about any and everyone either at school or
everywhere else they had a chance to escape from their parents to. Julie
desired very much to be treated like a princess in a Disney film, but her
mother would never ever allow it or for her to have anything to do with
that entertainment empire. It was hard for her to accept it, but Julie was
told time and again to be more of a woman and not a prissy, feminine,
girly-girl. Little by little, the young girl grew to accept her mother's
concerns, needs, desires and way of life and thought. Jane would never
allow her to wear dresses or typical feminine clothing. She always thought
of her precious child in jeans, sneakers, and t-shirts.

Jane wanted Julie to wear more and more menswear styled clothing, but
nothing too masculine, but an achievable balance between and maleness and
womanliness. In a brief time, Julie loved her mother for those progressive
ideas. Jane was a modern woman and desired for Julie to be so, too. And to
show her appreciation, Julie studied and worked hard at school, carefully
avoiding the opposite sex at all costs, except to be as friends. One of her
teachers was concerned and well meaning to a fault, so she asked to talk to
Julie after school one day just to talk for a moment.

Her teacher, Miss Inari Fujikawa, a Greco-Japanese American and an Angie
Harmon lookalike to boot, asked her the daunting question.

"Young Miss Rossington. What I really like to know is that....are you gay?"

  After a long nervous, uneasy silence, Julie replied rather reluctantly,
"well...I'm sorta into girls, does that make me gay, Miss Fujikawa?"

"There is nothing to be ashamed of, Julie. In fact, would you mind if I
tell you a little secret?"

"No, I don't mind. What is it?"

"I'm gay, too so it's just a little secret between us-teacher and
pupil. Does your mother know?"

"Truthfully, I never told her....yet. "

In short, Miss Fujikawa promised to help her tell her mother her secret
when the time came, which it almost never did. However, things would be
simmering to a boiling point and Jane, her mother, would have a surprise
all her own for her daughter.

Believe it or not, Jane was slowly and gradually falling in love and lust
with her teenaged daughter. She did not have the courage to tell her yet,
but she was increasingly proud of Julie for sticking to her school work.

The show of appreciation would be forthcoming anyday now and there would be
a future Christmas time that Jane would act on her heart and tell her that
she loved her very, very much and would desire a new special gift.... when
the time comes.

TO BE CONTINUED

Next time on A Very Sexy Christmas, part two, Christmas Day, Friday,
December 25, 1998 comes and Jane has plenty of gifts and surprises in store
for her teen daughter, one year after her high school graduation.

If you have any problems, or questions, or if you just want me to
discontinue this little holiday time exercise, please let me know and I'll
stop. You know where to reach me.