I could smell the remains of her perfume which she sprayed this morning. Just that smell and her kiss made my cock rock hard in seconds. She said, "I ...eed a good bath and then get ready for our date."Then I started to talk like I was in a trance, "I need you to look like an angel, mom. I want every man to turn their heads at you. I want to be the envy of the men in town to accompany the most beautiful woman in town."She smiled and rubbed my cheeks with her soft hands. "You are such a sweet boy.. “I’m fine sweetheart,” he said, “l’m sorry if l ruined your party.”“Oh that’s not important Dad,” she replied, “what was wrong, you seemed to be enjoying it.”“It just didn’t feel right,” he replied, “l was hurting Nicki, and l wanted to hurt her, that’s not who l am sweetheart, l was out of control, it frightened me.”“Oh Daddy,” she said, sitting on the arm of the chair and hugging him. Emma moved over, kneeling in front of him, taking his hand.“We love you Grandad,” Emma said.“I know angel,”. From each according to his ability, to each according to his need. Doesn’t it sound wonderful? In the end, everyone became a beggar, trumping up our needs and hiding our true abilities, because we discovered that it wasn’t the hardest worker who received the reward, it was the laziest, the crookedist, the most corrupt. But even when you are getting’ your needs covered, when you aren’t workin’ it still eats at your. So those who worked the hardest, asked to work harder and those who couldn’t. Have you ever tried to picture yourself? I converted the sink into a full length mirror to see if any of the rest of me was different. Nothing jumped out at me so I decided to try the KISS approach — you know, 'Keep It Simple Stupid' — closed my eyes and just thought, "me".Apparently it was the right approach because when I opened them again I looked like me again. Breathing a sigh of relief I stepped back across into the apartment.Pain flashed through me, leaving nausea and weakness in its.