“I’m here for my cousin, okay? I'm going to keep it real. I want you to represent him. I don’t care if you’re a public defender or what. He’... got a future. You and I go way back,” I said.“What kind?” She said.“He raps,” I answered.“Oh, mixtape rappers. Those.”I rolled my eyes for a second and said: “Once upon a time, not long ago, didn’t you idolize a rapper because of his mentality? Didn’t you idolize the fact that he came from almost nothing, just like us? You still idolize him, do you?” I. Kasia looked at the thick sticks between them again. She had never made doweling, but it couldn't be hard. And they could just ask how to do it. A part of her, though, wanted to figure it out for herself. Make these Lincoln Logs, well, hers. Theirs. Do it their way.Besides, it would help pass the time as she nursed her foot back to health.A soft knock came from the door. Roda peeking in, eyes on the floor."I'm sorry, but Mother wants Liuz and I to go fetch water for the morning." Can't it wait. I watched him suckle on her sizable clit which projects out from beneath it's little pink cowl like a diminutive penis. Mom was happy to have the biggest clit in the family. It was extremely sensative and gave her mindbending orgasms. Nick looks momentarily up at me with his face glazed with Mom's juices glazing his face. He was in heaven judging by the expression on his face. He had four fingers sliding in and out of Mom's cunt. Mom adored a good fisting. She has a lesbian lover who works at. Well, actually it's yours, but its mine for now." "Just let me see the damn thing." Steve smiled and turned on the tap of a nearby water cooler. Instantly, the floor in the middle of the room began to rise as huge metal arms pushed it up. Then it rotated over, revealing the long strip of futuristic-looking metal and stuff that was the launching bay. It also sent the cubicles that were previously in the space to fall down to the Marketing floor, but nobody cared, 'cause they were.