During humanity's time you didn't believe in that spiritual crap, you grew up very technological, always on the cutting edge and pretty savvy yourself...with the creativity. Scavenging the temple you come across a idol that upon touch you receive a vision from The Supreme telling you of your journey to obtain something she wouldn't admit to right out of the gate. "You will discover yourself but, you must not tell anyone who you are or you could be killed." she says as she touches your forehead.. One thing I haven't told you about is my wife can't handle taking birth control pills so we have been using condoms, and so far we haven't had any close calls. I started watching when her monthly would come on, and from there I knew when she would at her most fertile point in her cycle. Her most fertile day would be a Friday night so I set it up with Sam, and just to get her even more horny, I didn't have sex with the wife after the Sunday before. When the night come I had left the backdoor. Greg said "Mrs. H, I need my boxers on". Wife apologized said "just trying to help, after all, I did change your diapers many years ago". Greg laughed, said "you're right, go ahead, take them off". She pulled them down.Wife then stood up and said "let me throw them on top of the washing machine, I'll be right back". She wanted him to get a good view of her exposed bottom of her butt as she walked away, plus, she wanted him to get a good view of her large all natural, saggy breasts swinging as. By the time the sun went down, I felt almost myself and took a brisk walk in the fast-fading twilight until my long-idle muscles complained.When I returned, Mrs. M- was waiting for me on the porch. "Come," she said, taking my arm. She was wearing a long, lacy robe that flared open from her waist revealing her legs. She was barefoot. She led me up the stairs and into a bedroom, closing the door behind us and then leaning back against it, smiling."There is other work that needs doing," she said,.