Shanor had been most exited at the prospect of becoming a hunter. She was proving to be a renaissance women as she had a real skill for medicine. She ...aught on much faster than Entoch. I also noticed what seemed to be a growing romance between the two.Because of my close ties to the two children, I had injected Shanor with nanites to monitor her. Both children would be impervious to illness at this point and, in an emergency, I could locate them. I had shared some of my secrets with Shanor. Me: Tara.Tara: Hmm.Me: Open your hands a little.Tara: No.Me: Come on. Let me massage your hands. They must be sore after all the washing of clothes and dishes.Tara: But then I will get exposed.Me: No need to feel shy in front of me. You know I am a gentleman.Tara: (Reluctantly) Ok.She opened her hands and spread on both sides of the bed. I took her left hand in my hand and massaged her fingers one by one. I didn’t miss even a single joint on her fingers before moving to the back of her palm.. Both Gunner and Zeke were naked, with his mother on her hands and knees between them. She was wearing her yellow bikini, the one that Elliott had taken many pictures of her in and jerked off to. He could see that her bikini top was still in place, and her bikini bottom was still on, but with the area covering her crotch pushed to one side. Her honey-blonde hair was pulled back in a ponytail, tied tight behind her head with a matching yellow scrunchie. It was becoming commonplace to see her. You pick up something shinny from the table; I see it’s a small wheel with spikes all around it with a handle. ?Stick out your tongue? you demand. I stick it out a bit and when I do you grab it between the thumb and forefinger of your left hand and pull it out of my mouth. You then take the spike wheel and run it down the upper side of my tongue, making sure you’re not using enough pressure to break the skin, but enough to hurt. I groan around my tongue ?you thank that is bad, wait till you get.