. Thodi der baad maa uthi aur chalne lagi toh maine puccha kaha jarahi ho..toh wo kuch nahi boli aur chalne lagi mai unke picche picche gaya toh wo ba...room me gayi mai bhi unki saath baathroom me gush gaya.. Aur dekha ki ma mut rahi thi .. Jab wo khadi hue toh maine kaha chal saali niche baith aaj mai tuhse mera muth pilaunga aur maine maa ko nicche baithaya aur mai pure zor se maa ke chere pe mutne laga maa mere muth se pura gili hogayee thi …phir shower chalu kar ke maine maa ke saath. Still, it didn't appear in Fionna's voice or manner, as she thanked the girls for buying her CD, and asked their names."Arianwen?" she said, her brogue very pronounced. Somehow, when she said his wife's name, it just sounded right. "That's a beautiful name."Ken blinked. Fionna was attracted to Ari. And it wasn't a faint attraction either. Oddly, he was unable to get much else from her -- even touching her mind just filled his with music and... and pain. It was as if she was using the music to. I sat there in awe of my eighteen year old niece as she began to seduce me with a lap dance to AWOLNATION's Sail. Her hands rising through her hair and above her head as the music began to play.Jess turned and looked back at me as she bent forward at the waist revealing her tight ass. I wanted so much to reach out and grasp her ass with both hands but held back while she continued to dance for me. Her hips swaying back and forth in rhythmic tandem to the deep base and slow tempo of the music.. I sprung up and slapped wildly at its cold flesh, and it disappeared and vaporized into the damp chill of the room.I slapped myself in the face, told myself it was the dreams eating at me again, and I dressed, cleaned myself up, tried to focus on other things, like my lecture I’d deliver that afternoon.But it was tough to shake off those icy fingers in my hair and to not think of what I’d learned last night, those stories. Those teachers thrown off the roof of the building. Those people, their.