Sut thought "how long has it been since I was lastawakened a decade, a century, or a millennia no matter life as a slaveis still life which is better ...han non-existence."Matt looked at the encrusted bowl shaped object that he picked up on thebeach, turning it over in his hands he saw it must made of copper orsome other metal that did not rust. Matt then thought of the article hejust read about how the state North Carolina had claims on any treasurefound on its shores and it was a crime to keep. We have two single beds and Gopal used to sleep on my bed and we used to love every night. In our room we have a TV and CD player in the night we used to watch TV or some movie and go to bed. When some romantic scene or song comes my sister wants me to change the channel or forward it but Gopal want to see them and I use to keep them. One day when nobody is there in house Gopal brought a CD. He asked me to wear my sister’s cloths he selected and helped me in wearing them, rolled some papers and. He traced out the entire mound, then slowly, wetly and enticingly, licked up toward the hollow of her throat. She felt her heart beating faster and faster. Her boobs throbbed, her cunt throbbed, and even her asshole was beginning to get a ticklish feeling in it."Come on, darling," she coaxed. "Fuck your mother." In a minute, Mom."Realizing what she had said and how it must have sounded, she wailed, "My God, how shameless can I get? Here I am begging my son to fuck me. I'll bet I'm the only. She passed it over. ‘What do you need it for anyway?’ Suzanne explained about Amy and the photo shoot. Then she studied at the paddle in her hands. It brought back a lot of unpleasant memories. She had not seen it since she was about 14. The implement was 18 inches long, about 4 inches wide, and about a quarter of an inch thick. It was strange to hold the paddle as an adult that had tormented her so much as a young teenager. Suzanne remembered that it had a vicious sting to it, but did not.