"It's from north of the Baiame Cave in Milbrodale" [Excavations on that large Aboriginal site were carried out by staff from the Australian Museum]. I... was nearly two weeks after the dinner. Winnie had settled Rachel with papers to be filled out and led me to a work room. "I'm hoping you can tell me what these things are."She opened the carton and I looked inside. There were a number of items, each one carefully swaddled in soft paper. I picked one up and began unwrapping it. It was a smallish. Now may I clean Master Marcus" she pleadedWith a wicked grin on my lips I said."First you have to clean your gurlfriend she may have dribbled abit....." I snickered"Pull down her shorts and take a look"Obediently she did so, as the shorts came down it revealed her tiny cockcoated in a thick layer of sissy juice, indeed there was a copious amountin the crotch of the shorts. As ordered she got to work slurping thesissy juices first from the crotch of the shorts and then from SissyRachael's sissy. “Sex,” I mimed to her.Her eyes almost popped out of her sockets as she looked at me. Immediately I regretted asking for advice as she completely shook off the question. It started to make the cogs turn in my head, she completely disregarded my advice request, I was adopted and she had no children of her own. I never really asked her why she never had her own children.“Mom, why did you never have kids?” I asked curiously as more and more questions filled my head.“I just never wanted kids,” she. “Are you watching us, pervert?” Blair asked when she finally noticed me looking too long.“No,” I said as I pretended I had been looking straight ahead the entire time.I heard the light click on and the heavy petting cease. Butterflies filled my stomach now that I was caught.“How did you know I was talking to you?” Blair asked me skeptically.“I guess because I am the only pervert in the room who could be looking?” I asked. Buddy and Lewis had been sent to their bedroom a long time ago (well.