I woke up feeling a little uneasy that day. I knew my daughter, Rachel, was coming home from her first year at Stern College, an Orthodox Jewish college for women in New York City. I was excited to see her but also a little anxious. I had been struggling with finding my place in life and questioning my religion lately, and I worried seeing Rachel would exacerbate my doubts. While Rachel was away in college, she took the t...

The sexual tension between Rachel, my daughter, and me had been building for days. Yet despite that, I never could have imagined waking up in the middle of the night to find her masturbating in the same room as me. Rachel convinced me to take her to Miami as a way for me to connect with myself and let loose away from the prying eyes of our community. I could never have imagined letting loose would include the two of us ma...

The salty ocean air wafted through the open window, awakening me from my slumber. Rolling over, I saw Rachel lying beside me, her tousled hair and her supple lips calling out to me. Even half asleep, I felt drawn to my daughter. I was still getting used to my new reality. We came to Miami on vacation, looking to escape the confines of our close-knit community and explore new possibilities. Yet, I never imagined what this...

I anxiously paced in place, waiting for the airplane's door to open. My heart raced as I looked at my daughter, remembering the naughty things we did together on vacation. This past week with Rachel had been life-changing, and I had no idea what would happen once we left the plane and reentered our real lives. "You okay, Mom?" Rachel asked. I simply smiled at her, not wanting her to think I regretted our new intimate rela...