“umm…errr..a bit I suppose”, I replied. I could see she was intrigued, “how graphic do they get?”, she asked. I responded with “Very! They...show everything, you can find videos of any weird kink that someone might get turned on by but I tend to watch the normal stuff”. We talked a bit more about how graphic they got, we discussed erections, penetration and ejaculation but the language used was strictly scientific/biological. I offered to change the subject but Mom jokingly said she’s not a. He asked Pirru while sitting down to enjoy it:"So, did word get out of what they talked about? Perhaps his Piousness had gotten word of a fine chef among the Army's 5th, and wanted some of my recipes?"Lanris threw a sideways glance at Mott, before throwing a piece of bread-pie to his head as well. He did not add a verbal insult though, and kept trying to consume the broth left in his canteen. Pirru grinned at Mott's comment and said with a slight edge of worry in his voice:"No, I'm afraid his. "Call Josh and tell him we need four more just like you two to handle security." Rachel told the pair of new bodyguards. I want three of you on hand to escort Mark, me and my son Cole wherever we go." Mom. I don't need a baby sitter, I'll be fifteen in two days." Cole looked ready to rebel."What about us?" Jerry asked. We've been with Mike for five years.Rachel looked at one of the two remaining members of the team Mike had put together before his death and took a deep breath. As she let it. The story simply explored the outcome for a teenage girl in Colorado, who fulfilled her wish to meet with the likely deviate, who penned the Harper Valley series and which she freely admitted had provided her with many a night of orgasmic solace. Our meeting that afternoon was not without its own two-way emotional entrapment. What I failed to point out to readers subsequently is that we planned on marrying…and before you cast your heavy-handed judgments upon me, be aware that such a union.