He would let you park your car out there." We'll figure something out. You know, Angie will probably want to buy a car one of these days so we'll have...to figure on that too."We had a big breakfast and left for our offices. The girls had all brought their clothes to dress at our place this morning. I guess we had an "our" place and a "their" place.About noon, Metarie called and said, "Take a long lunch today. Come by Reggie's for lunch, I want to talk to you."Seeing Metarie was almost like. Again, those eyes pierced my soul and only made me desire her more. I think she could tell because she smiled again and licked circles around my cock. From this new angle, I saw her firm breasts swaying gently underneath her. She wasn’t wearing a bra. As a fairy, I wasn’t even sure she had to. I decided to test my boundaries and reach down to cup one of her breasts. She made a confused look as my hand lowered, but didn’t stop me and didn’t stop sucking. I took one of her breasts into my hand. "I know, I uh..well Dad's working and I just wanted to get out of the house,..you don't mind do you?" I asked, worried now."Not at all. Mr. J's gone for the day and it's just me and an empty house. I like company." She dried her hands and leaned on the counter. I had been watching her, she was wearing this blue dress, kinda reminded me of a waitress in a diner sort of. It showed her legs and had a V neck, no sleeves so her arms looked so smooth.She lifted an eyebrow at me and shook her. ”“Man or woman?”“Either. A warrior cannot be a warrior in our tribe without training to the accepted standard. The same goes for firing arrows at an enemy, but not all are able to meet the challenging standard for that.”Remble was thinking fast. “What do you mean by a standard?”“Don’t you have a required standard of excellence for warriors in your own tribe, or military unit, or whatever? It means an ability to use a spear well enough to hit a target at a specific distance. Our standards are.