And because you’ve done so very well, I’m going to give you a little short-cut for the next time we take this journey. When you hear me say, ‘he...rt of the spiral’, you can imagine your mind just skipping one little groove along the endless curves of the spiral’s depths. You just slip a little bit deeper every time you hear, ‘heart of the spiral’, and the journey will feel so much better because you’ll go deeper and deeper faster and faster every time you listen to my words. And you want that,. I looked in. I could see her on the toilet. She had her thick legs wide open. Her large thighs were tan. She had stopped going tot he bathroom. Now she was just running her middle finger in her big hairy bush. She had her right middle finger in her mouth. She was biting on her long white finger nails. Was she putting on a show for me. Did she know I was watching her. My young mind went blank. I was not sure what to do. A few minutes later I heard her moan. I then heard the toilet. " O, Oshi," breathed Momma as she pulled me to her. "You can choose anyname you want. You don't have to keep a boy's name among the People." Could, could I, if I'm a blending of two spirits like Mother Night Birdsays could I become Oshiwa?" she hugged me harder than before, her tearswetting my face. "You can choose any name you wish as long as you are mydaughter."On our way back to Eagle we found many people helping to carry things, andcongratulating us both.Soon it was time for Momma to call. Come in. Do you want some coffee" I asked as I shut the door. It was cold outside and even trying I could see her nipples were hard from the brief moment she spent outside during our conversation. "Sure, however you make yours" she said as she untied her shoes. She was cute. She had purple/black hair as part of the current Warped Tour scene. She was short but thin. Lip piercing. Neither her breasts or ass were spectacular but they fit her size. Plus, Ive seen the pictures of her.