Let me begin these memoirs by telling you that I was adopted when I was three years old by a young couple who couldn't have children of their own. My mom to be was infertile. Three years after adopting me, they adopted twin girls, Rachel and Renee, who were five at the time. Four years after that, a few weeks after my 10 th birthday, “Dad” was killed when he lost control of the twin engine Cessna that he was piloting and...

It all started the night mom came home early. I had put a Sharon Stone movie in the DVD Player and was stretched out naked on the living room sofa stroking my soft cock when she walked through the door. I was watching the screen so intently, waiting for that bathtub scene where Sharon Masturbates, unaware that she is being watched and videotaped, that I wasn't even aware that mom was standing three feet away, watching me...