So i start in on the fatty and just keep catching a look at the sexy blond cunt out the corner of my eye, figured when i would think of her while fuck...ng the fatty.now this is what I mean about the stupid young cunt around today, i had listened to the sexy piece talk crap for ages and then ignore it for about an hour. What would a normal person do? ignore me back, not this stupid bitch, turns out that ignoring her and going for her fat mate made her angry, she did not want her fat friend. I got scared. I told my Mom what was happening to me and we had a good long talk. What was happening was perfectly normal. That's the way she was supposed to feel when she was near Daddy. I was OK for me to feel that way, but I needed to control myself. One day there would be someone just as special to me as Daddy was to Mom and it would be OK for me to feel that way with him. I didn't quite understand it but I got the idea that Daddy belonged to Mom and it was "hands off" for me.I still sat on. Her second cut hurt less than the first, if only because she knew it didn't need to be as long. Renee let the blade fall to the ground and forced her fingers inside. She closed her eyes- the darkness around the edges was distracting- and hunted.The other transceiver was in the same place as the first had been. She would have had it out within minutes, but every attempt to seize it resulted in her injured hand failing her.The pain had begun to recede by the time she held it in her hand. Not a. That was a massive power that they never envisaged happening in their lives.Then I told them that they could take up a trade if they wanted: cook, hunter, warrior, maker, healer, herbalist, teacher of children; anything. Can you see how their horizons were lifted? They could be a wife, and a mother, and still do whatever trade they had an ability for; no restrictions.”Numa patted his hand.“Yes, dear; even a Chief!”“Sorry, I omitted that elevated trade, didn’t I? My humble apologies, darling.