Parents of Addicted Loved Ones Support Group for Parents, Spouses, Family of Addicted Loved One. In order to help new meetings get off to a great start, PAL sends out a start up kit that contains important information such as signage, facilitator guide, handouts, flyers, press release examples, videos, books, and a variety of other materials. It costs PAL approximately 2. Were hoping to raise 2. Please consider joining PAL and making a secure, tax deductible donation to PAL Thank you for your supportMary was Loved Like She Never had Been IncestTaboo. I have been timid for the biggest part of my life. I have managed to keep it under wraps for the most part, but last week I was found out big time. And it has result in the biggest change my life could possibly have undergone. My name is Mary Bethnal, I am thirty eight, divorced after what felt like a million years of regret to a man who never respected me, used me, and hurt me. But he is gone now thank goodness, and my life has seen the biggest sea change it could have, and in more ways than one. When I Loved Myself Enough Book' title='When I Loved Myself Enough Book' />With a huge amount of help from good friends and my family, I finally got the divorce I needed and had earned. Within 6 months I had reorganised my life, got a little job, it never paid much but I was finding my independence at last. My mother and father helped me with finances, got me back on my feet. When I Loved Myself Enough Quotes' title='When I Loved Myself Enough Quotes' />And now I see the look of pride in their eyes for me, I literally burst with it. I even went out with another man on a date, twice But it never went down too well. I am I think a bit more than average looking, not a movie star looker, but I am not too shabby in the looker stakes. But being timid and shy had always held me back, hence I ended up with a loser who was stronger than me, and I went to the wall, literally with him. But now my life is on some sort of forward track and I like it, and after last week I like it even more. Though you could argue that I have landed myself more or less back where I started, but I would disagree. I am 5ft 4 tall, have a nice body, which has been one thing that I have controlled in my life. Sex to me was just that, sex. He, my husband, wanted it, he got what he wanted, and never mind what I thought. I had arranged to go out with a man whom I had met, he seemed nice so after a bit of hesitancy I decided to go with him. He sais we were going to a dinner that he had been invited to, he needed a companion. They make such good advertisements. Yes, I have a loved one who is a Trump supporter. And its not like they are supporting him in a satirical or hypothetical or even a devils advocate kind of way. 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A nice pair of heels and I was good to go. My som Jason recoiled in sheer admiration. Mom, he said, I have never seen you look so gorgeous, stunning, thats what you are. I beamed with joy, he made me feel wanted, needed. Then he spoiled it a little bit by saying offhandedly, I hope dickhead whom you are going with behaves himself. I would hate to have to sort him out and maybe spoil it for you. Jason, dont be so unkind, David is a very nice man, I hope, I added and giggled, trying to diffuse my sons apparent aggro. Anyway, he said, you will be the most beautiful and sexiest woman there by far, believe me, he told me. I could hear the pride in his voice. And I was more than pleased by his reaction to seeing me like this instead of Miss Dowdy all the time, a lot more than pleased. His reaction was the one I had been hoping for, I needed Jason for his support, he had loved me unconditionally throughout, and no one was more pleased than he when his dad disappeared from our lives for good. So we embraced before I left, he told me he would be waiting to make sure I got in in one piece. I laughed at his gallantry but I loved it. Having him on my side was all I would ever need in life. The night was great although I felt a bit out of depth, there were a lot of noted people there, city big wigs, a couple of supposed celebritys. But I had to admit to Dave, my date, that I had no idea of whom they were. He just laughed it off, the meal was terrific, the music marvellous and I enjoyed the dancing. I was excited to be among these rich people, it was all normal to them, but certainly not for me. It turned me on a bit too, I was the centre of some of the mens attractions. One man even slipped me his number and whispered to give him a call. He winked at me and walked away, I had not a clue as to his identity. I could see one or two women eying me like I was in opposition to them, I wasnt. All in all I really enjoyed it, and being eyed, espied, and looked at by a lot of handsome, gave me a feeling of my sexuality that I hadnt had since I was a girl. My ex husband had a lot to answer for. It gave a me a buzz, and I knew I would have loved to have sex this night, unfortunately Dave was not going to have that benefit, I just did not fancy him that way. He dropped me off, I think he was expecting to be invited in. But I had no intention of having to fight off as horny man. I gave him a kiss, thanked him, promised to see him again and went to my door. Dave drove off, and as I fumbled for my keys Jason opened it. Mom, youre home, I was starting to get a little worried, he told me. Why I replied, I looked at my watch, it was 1. Its not too late Jason, I said, but thank you for waiting darling. I entered, low lights were on, soft music was coming from somewhere. I re entered my evening through that, it was lovely. I stood in the middle of our sitting room. Have you enjoyed it mom he asked me. Yes baby, it was great, but whats wrong Jason, you look troubled. I was worried about you mom. You being out like that with that guy made me feel a bit out of place. Why I dont know, he said quietly. I realised he was jealous, his mom whiling the night away with a date had upset him. I went to him, took him in my arms and told him. Jason, Im here, I am with you, I will never leave you, I love you more than I could ever love anyone, or anything. I didnt realise it just then, but we were embracing like lovers do. Toe to toe, knees to knees, hip to hip, breasts to breast, and heads side to side. It just felt so natural and I never gave it a thought. I could feel his hot breath on my neck, it was so soothing, then he kisses it, it made me shudder. I was feeling all warm and nice inside. I moved a little to let him have more of my neck, still not aware that he was seducing me, his own mother. But in reality, when the following morning arrived and I recalled things, I was ready for seducing, I was ripe for it, and I needed to be plucked from the tree. It just should not have been my own son, but now I am more than happy that he did, and I was. His lips and hot breath was like a flame to a candle, it warmed and heated me. I snuffled into him it felt so damn good I wanted more. Jason obliged, soon I was pressing myself tight up against him. I felt something hard against me, he had an erection. My own son had a hard on, he had a hard on for me, me, his mother. It drove me mad, it was so delicious. This added more fuel to my fire, it felt so good and so bloody naughty, I loved it. It wasnt long before my hips moved across him, my pussy was feeling him, it, feeling and sensing his erection, and I began to boil. The fact that this was my son, that I was his mother had no place in my thoughts. I wanted this kind of love, I needed this kind of loving, I wanted to be loved like this, I had gone past being desperate, without stopping to think of unreasonable reasons. What switched the light on my head was when I moved my neck from him, I brought my head back, and then we were nose to nose. I dont know if I kissed him, or he kissed me, or whether it was mutual or what.