“I can’t!” she wailed.“You wanted to play in the big leagues,” commented her husband. “You got to play by the big-league rules. Pop that t...p, honey,” said Rick.“Shit, Tricia, they all saw you when you lost your swimsuit at Ocean City anyway!” said Tammy. She undid her clasp and peeled off her bra, followed by Ronnie. Tricia grumbled and took hers off as well.The guys stared at the three sets of well-formed breasts staring back at them and started whistling and applauding. Rick and Tom peeled. ‘You have to start before the shell forms, and it’s a bit of a faff but at least you’d get to eat them. It would be a solution to your squirrel problems,’ Ivy said. ‘I don’t know if I’ve ever eaten pickled walnuts,’ said Sally. ‘They are an acquired taste, most places only sell them around Christmas. I made some once on a farm in France a few years ago.’ Ruth joined in, typically enthusiastic. ‘We should make some, we could sell them in the farm shop!’ ‘Well we’d need to do this quite quickly –. As soon as Jeff starts stroking, “Oh! Ohhh!!! Eeh! Ahhhh!!! Ohhhhh!!!! Oooo! Ahhh! Ahhh. Wow. I did…“Are you alright in there!” Rachel calls.“I’m definitely alright, Mom!”“Oh! Sounds like you reached a new stage in your life. I guess you figured it all out.”“Mom, can you come in here?”“Are you done?”“Yes.”“OK. I’m coming. And you already did.”Jeff laughs. “Hug me please.” Rachel lays down beside him. They hug tight. Worried, “Mom, nothing came out.”Calmly, “That means you didn’t. None at all. Sorry. Codes: Fantasy, Historical & Magic Sex: No Sex Originally Posted at SOL: 2007-05-22 ******* The old Foole sat by the fire and tried to warm his aching joints next to the roaring fire of the inn. If he inched any closer to it, he’d probably set his motley on fire. He called out to the tapster for another mulled wine. ‘After you earn your keep you old trickster. Tell us a tale to gladden our faces and warm our frostbitten hearts.’ He bellowed back in return, followed by the.