Anyway I’m 28 but my story starts before puberty. I never went through the stage that most boys do of not liking girls, I always liked girls. My mo...her caught me at age 6 playing show, tell, and feel with the little girl from next door. I was too young to know anything really, but found her body fascinating. I got a stern lecture from my mother and another from my father along with a swat on the butt. Most children have a curiosity about their bodies but I never outgrew it. Once I hit. Not sure if she was joking or not, Stella asked, “Is that supposed to be a joke?”“Yes. My dad told that joke to one of the tribal lawyers. Like you, he didn’t think it was funny either,” Betsy said.“Your father’s propensity for baiting Native American lawyers is well known,” Stella said dryly.It didn’t take long for a Druid who routinely told lawyer jokes to lawyers, to get a reputation within legal circles. Native American lawyers had descended upon the legal system with sufficient competence. We're all horny as hell.” One of the dozen men still sitting through out the theater yelled.“Well don't just sit there come on up here and give me a good fuck, I'm totally empty and need some more cock.” I moaned sitting on the cum dripping bench. “You've just been fucked by eleven muscular black studs and you want more, you are a slut.” Someone yelled from the theater making his way to where I was seated.“That's me one hungry slut, so hurry the fuck up here and give me what I want, I mean. Duck, power down."Ladies, I am Bobbi's husband, David."I said, "Love, this is Helen Ashcroft and Mary Johnson."Mary said, "Bobbi, I think I know the answer but are the swords for show or can you use them?"I replied, "We can use them though I prefer bare hands when fighting ill-intentioned men. It makes their defeat more humiliating." I grinned. Basil gulped.Helen looked at him and grinned. "Bas, why do I think you might have thought of making a pass at her?"Basil gulped again. "I thought about.