"What do you mean by normal," I asked."Friends who live in a house with a white picket fence. A couple of kids in the back yard playing. That kind of ...riends," He asked."I lost them all when I left the department to go undercover. I just didn't cultivate them when I came back. Then your Colonel Martin came to drag me off, to do god knows what. The short answer would have been, no I don't." I replied."Okay where did the ones you had hang out back when you had some?" he asked."There are a couple. How about only ten years and I'll give you back the other ten?"And God saw that it was good.On the second day, God created the monkey and said, "Entertain people, do tricks, and make them laugh. For this, I'll give you a twenty-year life span."The monkey said, "Monkey tricks for twenty years? That's a pretty long time to perform. How about I give you back ten like the dog did?"And God, again saw that it was good.On the third day, God created the cow and said, "You must go into the field with. "Oh yes, that is the way to do it. Do you like the view of that? Yes, move your finger there, and you can also slide it deeper, I don't mind, I like it actually, oh yes, that's it!" she says with a slightly different voice as I carefully slide my finger between her lips and then feel a deeper part where I can push my whole finger inside.She grabs my arms and pulls me up again, and kisses me. Then she pushes me towards the bed and grabs a condom from the table next to it. She pulls it out of the. Tomorrow was Friday, and I'd need a lot of sleep to prepare for the first day of The Marie Show!As I slipped off to dreamland, my right hand gently squeezing my now-soft cock, I reviewed the plan: I would tell a few classmates that I had discovered a way to watch my sister Marie masturbate. I would offer to let them look on, but it would cost them $10 for three minutes at the peephole.Marie would be in the bathroom putting on the show, but the guys would have no idea that she knew about it.We'd.