”“What was his name?” asked Beck.“Larry,” I said quickly, and blushed again.“Gee, mom,” said Beck. “Lust much?”Let me see. I have hi... card. Where did I put it? Ah ... back side of the wardrobe mirror.“Be right back, kids.”“Warner, Smithson and Santiago,” announced a friendly female voice.Warner ... Larry ... the Supreme Court attorney. Ooh. Smithson ... Walter... the obese one. Santiago ... Miguel... lots of illegals working on the ranches. The strangest thoughts I get.“Larry, please. Oops I. Even if quite a lot has changed since that book was written ... Then ... about the Old Language - I’m not really sure. Your pronunciation is a bit odd, but I can almost hear it changing as you speak.””I winced when I got the book and she let out a giggle. Suddenly I was quite alarmed, but not because of the idea that the Elven girls or women were getting inspirations from that book - as she probably thought. No, I winced since I could feel magic coming from that book. Magic from my mother and. I shivered feeling the heat of her breath on them.Her fingers traced a line down my stomach, her lips followed it to my belly button, and I felt her tongue plunge into it, licking. Her other hand pulled my skirt up, exposing my panties, already wet with anticipation. I felt her fingers under the elastic, moving across my mons venus slipping into my slit. She smiled pulling her fingers out and placing them in her mouth. "Oh my, " she whispered in my ear again, licking, "You certainly are wet. She'd let her hair grow out longer from when I last saw her at our graduation last year, and there was no sign of her nose ring at all. But she still had that naughty, smiling face, her petite body clad in a short skirt and a tank top molding to her small breasts.“Hey, Becky,” she said, squirming. “Oh, my god, you're so tan. And you're hair. It's soooo blonde now.”“A year in the sun,” I told her, flying off the bench and rushing to one of my college friends. Her and Kaelea helped me accept that.