Keep her laughing. Know I’m in before she does. As long as she agrees. We can’t for hours on end. Me telling her shit. Her telling me shit. Now fe...las, I’m going to throw in this for free. Even tho a Fat chick doesn’t get the attention as much as the skinny ones. (I fucking live for a nice fat ass bitch. Take one any day over the bones and collar bones and spine bones and flat asses) you have to play it smart. No need to ask for Ass or pussy pictures. No No No. that will come believe me. So we. "He stared at me for a while, and I let him think about things until it seemed he was ready to ask me questions."If you're not from Thedas, where are you from?"I explained Earth in basic terms; no magic, technology, different cultures. I explained the game, though I avoided calling it such, and used that as a jumping board to explaining how I knew him and my multiple alternate universe theory. He was intrigued by the idea of other worlds, and I briefly wondered if I shouldn't have told him –. I didn't think too much and Iwas still thinking about her kiss, haven't had a great kiss with anothergirl since married. I do miss that feeling.Then she mumbled near my ear saying something like a language but I don'treally understand, seem like some dialect from the south-west china. Andwhen her speech was done,"Yes, I agree," I simply responded to her without thinking much aboutwhat she actually said.Just a sudden, my mind started getting blurred and felt like everythingwas spinning. I was. Once, when Helen was away working, Mum had left her bedroom door open a little bit, and I woke up and heard something, and I peeked in, and Mum was touching herself between the legs with a vibrator. She had pushed the duvet down, and she was naked, and I just had to rush back to my room and touch myself, and I had the most incredible orgasm.Now I am eighteen, my sister and I have started sleeping together, and Mum is totally cool with it. (Please don't be shocked.) Now, let's get going with.