I have two brothers and seven sisters, we live in a large house with a huge garden surrounded by a large wooden fence, all my sisters love sunbathing ...opless in the summer and can be found in the garden, sometimes completely naked. It was nothing for us as a family to see each other completely naked, even dad wound get up in the middle of the night for a pee, and without thinking walk to the toilet naked and sometimes his Willy would be sticking out in front looking really hard, so it was. . maybe not a huge amount, but enough that this is not a non-stop sex romp.As to why I wrote this story, while I sometimes enjoy stories that involve someone who gains the ability to rewrite the world around him or bring their fantasies to life, they've always seemed extraordinarily unreal. They rely on magic powers or supernaturally powerful "science". The aliens in these stories might as well arrive in genie lamps waving magic wands. Don't misunderstand me; I know that doesn't make them bad. Seeing my apron hanging on the door gave me an idea, I always enjoyed the scene in the film McVicar where the girl had cooked and served her man wearing just her apron, this would be hubby’s treat for the morning. I put on the apron, which covered my boobs, well, very nearly, but my arse was showing at the back. He will like this, I thought. I sat with my tea, dreaming away. A light tap on the kitchen door, which was already open and in the doorway stood the two Latino brothers who own the. It’s a Canadian delicacy.”“Uh-huh,” I said.“I hate to break it to you Alex, but it’s all true,” Pete said.“This reminds me of the old joke about the guy who bets he can make a horse laugh and then cry,” Alex said.“I don’t know that one,” Pete said.“A guy makes the bet, then goes over to the horse. He whispers in the horse’s ear and the horse starts laughing hard. Then he unzips his pants and the horse starts crying. When asked how he won, he said that the first thing he did was whisper in the.