It was locked, but remembering the keys dug them out of my pocket.

“Jackpot!" I exclaimed when the third l key I tried opened the lock.

I lifted the lid and saw another magazine, a copy of Adult Film Stars magazine with two naked women kissing on the cover and declaring “This issues centerfold; Molly Min

Guess dad had a thing for this Molly chick I thought as I flipped it open to the middle to check her out.

“Holy shit!" I exclaimed, dropping the magazine as if it had burned my hands.

“No way," I shook my head, “No fucking way."

The magazine had landed face down on the floor and after staring at it for a few seconds I picked it up and flipped it back over.

“Oh my God." I whispered at the picture of the blonde laying naked on top of a pool table holding her tits and smiling at the camera.

Molly Minx was my mother.

She was young, really young, didn't even look twenty. I'd seen pictures of her from when she was a teenager and no doubt it was her. My hands were shaking so bad the magazine was rustling, my mother had posed nude for skin mags!

I flipped the page and this time she was standing, bent over the pool table, legs wide to line up a shot. Her ass was pointed at the camera and her pussy visible between her thighs. On the next page she was kneeling on the table, her ass in the air and her hand between her legs, spreading herself open. In every picture she was smiling away and I knew that smile, I'd seen it every day of my life.

I closed the magazine and my eyes widened. Adult film magazine, ‘Molly Minx Tells us yes!" my mother wasn't a model, she was a porn star.

I looked back down into the box and saw there were several VHS tapes lined up on their sides. My fingers still trembling, I slid one out. The title was ‘Blow Job Teens volume two' and right there on the cover was my mother, a cock in her hand and a huge load all over her face.

I dropped it and unable to help myself grabbed another, “Eighteen and loving it." Mom wasn't on the cover, but was one of several women shown on the back. This time she was on her hands and knees, with a guy behind and in front of her, sucking and fucking.

This had to be a fucking dream, I told myself even as I grabbed another one. This one was titled gang bang teens and I dropped it on the floor when I caught a quick glimpse of my mother kneeling on the floor with several guys around her.

There were four more videos in there, but I didn't touch them. I did notice a DVD on the bottom and removing it saw it was “The best of Nineties Porn: Molly Minx!" I turned it over to see it contained fifteen scenes featuring my mother.

I sat there with the disc in my hand, my heart pounding and saw there was an envelope in the box with "Mary" written on it. Putting the DVD in my lap, I picked up the envelope and removed a hand written letter from it.

“Dear Mary, writing this because I can't bring myself to tell you in person. I have a confession to make. I tell you I hate what you did before me and how I never want to know about it, but it drives me wild. I have movies of you I watch all the time when you're not home.

“It shames me to say it, but I love watching you with those men. It gets me so excited and I want you to be that way for me. I want you to be my porn star and want to treat you the way those men did. I know you'd love me to and it's because you love me. I know you've been dying to make our sex life more exciting.

But I can't tell you, I can't admit to your face its turns me on and when it comes time for sex, I can't ask you to be Molly for me. I freeze up and go back to saying how wrong it was and how sick porn is and how badly you were treated.

But I'm lying to you and myself, I watch and dream of you being that way.

Sometimes I think of you fucking other men in front of me as if I was there on the set, maybe that's why I'm so jealous of Dan, he had you like that and didn't love you like I do, none of them did, you were just there to be used by them and the thought makes me hard and it upsets me it does.

I guess what I'm trying to say is I tell you all the time I married Mary, not Molly, because I love Mary, but God help me, I lust after Molly! I know it's a childish thing to ask through a note, but will you be my little minx?"

"Dan." The note shook in my hand, Uncle Dan had said he'd known mom since they were eighteen. Holy shit, he'd been a porn star too and they'd filmed together. I returned the note to its envelope then sat there staring at the box wishing I'd never opened it.

I didn't know which was more overwhelming, that my mother had been a well known porn star, or that a man I referred to as uncle had fucked her on video or that my strict prude of a father had fantasies about what she'd done. On their own they were all shocking, but combined?