“Like I said, I've been working on this for five hundred years.” he waved his hand and a mountain of data, more than any computer in the world cou...d hold, flowed into my mind.I assessed it, saw the projected changes. They were definitely interesting. Something novel. We'd have billions of years just anticipating this new gender setup to evolve into intelligent life. I nodded my head, looking at my family around me. Sam and Becky, James and his wives, my angels, my original concubines, Marissa,. I ask you to stand. You comply. From across the room, I admire your naked-ness standing at the foot of the bed. I walk over to you. Your loins tremble with anticipation. You to drop to your knees and unleash my hard cock, as it needs to escape the confines of my pants. "Good girl," I say. You immediately take it into your mouth, sucking on it as if was providing you needed nourishment.Mmm.. your hot mouth and slick tongue feel good. I pull away, and ask, “you like that?” “You want more?” A. Hundreds of pictures of girls in various poses and degrees of nudity littered the box. She didn't register what she was seeing but her teen body did. As she was flipping through the pictures she was getting moist between her legs and her hand was absently running along the edge of her jeans. Ignoring this obvious perversion of her dad, she was curiously looking at the girls beginning to register what she herself was actually think about doing. Then she froze in shocked horror. She had found a. I told my brother about the bomb recipes I found in Wayne's house and he started to look worried."Do you think maybe Wayne's a terrorist?" I asked."Could be," said Sherwin. "Maybe he's training his daughter to become a terrorist as well."One morning I woke up really early and decided to spy into Wayne's house. Erika and Wayne were at the kitchen table eating breakfast. Even though the spy camera was in the living room, the kitchen was still visible. Wayne started telling his daughter.