Look—he got hair in his pits” Dustin raises an arm, and makes a muscle, showing off his moderately hairy pit. “And check out that bod mom—dude...is built like a brick shit house” Mom kinda grins a bit and just says “oh for sure baby, your a man now” I flash a grin too, thinking of last nights initiation. Ya, more than she knows :)Finally the situation calms down. Mom baby's Dustin's face with some alcohol, and gradually we all load up in the jeep and head for the park. Mom said she had some. .. I just hope he doesn't find me alone in the house sometimes," Charisse answered."Now really, Charisse," her father chimed in, "I think we can trust Uncle Jack with anything... " Anything? Really?" Charisse questioned with a hint of mocking in her voice. She only wished her father had once seen "Uncle Jack" feeling her asscheeks and then starting for her titties... Minna looked at her wonderingly. This way of talking was unusual for Charisse. She generally acted like a good, docile child -. The ground had dropped and a soak had formed at one edge which formed a small rivulet that ran for a few feet then dove into the forest mat. It seemed as if the woods were thicker and more robust in the direction which the water took. I smiled. The forest mind did react to new stimulus, both fair and foul.I suppose that I should have left a note describing what I proposed, but I didn't. I rinsed out the bottle I had been given in the rivulet, adding a sample of the original spore culture to its. After 10 minutes or so your entourage of eager guys was getting larger and more intense witch was fueling you as you felt yourself getting turned on by the power you had over them. You take out your phone, dial my number and look directly at me as I answer. You say “Are you happy?”To witch I answer “Very”.You ask, “How far do you want me to go?”“Remember our agreement for a situation like this”?“Yes” you reply in a soft playful voice.“What was it baby?”You pause as you stair at me and answer.