.. the bet was..." Oh come now. You've forgotten what happens if you loose," MistressThorne drawls."Right," Miss Black snaps, "If I loose, I become a ...aid like all of you.But that is not going to happen. Because the bet is that the maid whomade the bet has to get maid Maddy's wife to take that pathetic remnantof a man back, rather than letting me sell her off to some very nasty menfrom Mexico. I hear they're very big in the drugs trade."We all gasp, though the supervisors, and Mistress Thorne. With a loud buzz-and-click the gate unlocked.A painstakingly maintained cobblestone road led through a cluster of low buildings. The one marked "Administration" seemed a likely candidate for a place to ask directions. He swung the gleaming brass knocker on a massive wooden door."Welcome. Come on in, if you will, and sit down." The woman greeting him behind the open door was wearing glasses and a smile -- and nothing else.His view dropped automatically to her bare... bosom. Then his eyes slowly. Big brother was practically the slave of the Black Horns tribe for close to a century. The time he did not spend instructing me and little sister he mostly used to study the tribe's cultivation techniques and improve them. As for improving his own cultivation, big brother barely had any time, yet the fact that he did position him as the unrivaled genius cultivator of the tribe. Despite his accomplishments and aptitude for the Martial path, he was constantly being restricted by Kardelion and. Then he started doing really big stuff and it only got better. One day I was setting by my self. My mom was out as usual in her more than full time work, everything was normal. He came down stairs and said to me "I just read this thing that said teenage girls feel the best desire with their loving fathers." I said "really?" I knew it was the time "so?"He looked at me and he almost looked upset. I went to sleep that night and was awakened to find my dad touching my waist. I didn't know what to.