Even when I was their age, I never got nothin’ that good. Did ya hear somethin’ about wantin’ our babies?”“Do you think it was real or just ... dream?”“Man, I don’t rightly know but it sure seemed real to me.”“Well I think it was just a dream.” What else could I say but that, not that I was certain. In fact, the more I thought about it, the more sure I was that there was some secrets well hidden in Little Beaver Creek. I tried to talk to him some more about this dream and whether he had other. Fifth grade had beena lot harder than 4th grade had been, and it made him long for the days ofkindergarten. He sighed at it, he was going to have to clean up, and maybeeven cook dinner, depending on if his mom wanted to order out or not.Dave watching this realized something had gone wrong, Misty had aged downabout 5 years and Chad had grown quite a bit. He looked back at thenumbers he had switched, he hasn't switched drive, he had swapped theirages.Misty looked back at her younger brother, they. It was at the back of the house, a small alcove off a turn in the hallway. The light was on inside, and as I drew closer, I beheld ... well. Quite a spectacle.The computer table faced out into the hall, and my mother's laptop was open and running. And so, for that matter, was she! She wore a hybrid microphone/headphone headset, and nothing else. She had turned the wooden chair around, and through the bars meant to support one's back as they worked, I could see her sex, open and dripping, great. Diana was 6'5, just an inch shorter than Keira, and was a mere C cup compared to her, but where she qualified were in the legs. Her calves were well pointed, her thighs could crush boulders if they wanted to, and her ass put Keira's to shame with how versed it was in giving off a feeling of fear, and excitement.Despite their figures giving off a feeling of temptation and success in the world, their personalities told a different story. Once your parents had passed away they made a full 180 and.