Not so with Dan, who still remembers his ma, the fucking whore, and tries to defy me every chance he gets. "Jeez Dad, the guys in the locker room at s...hool will all see my shaved pubes and balls," he complains. It's nothing I have not heard before. "I want my sons clean and free of disease. You know how many germs can gather in your prick and nuts area? I don't care what the guys at school think, or what names they call you. You and I know you are a normal healthy boy." The k**s at school have. This was one of Jessica's main takeaways from her first few semesters in school. That's why when her good friend referred her to a "healer witch," up the mountain, she accepted the offer with excitement. This witch was supposed to have some kind of healing powers that relieved physical tension - this, Jessica assumed would be something like a massage with perhaps some witchy "flair," but even still, the prospect sounded nice to her. The witch could also, according to her friend, change people. But you're my brother. Sisters aren't supposed to suck their own brothers so I guess you'll just have to keep beating off. Too bad, huh?" Well, if you ever change your mind, Clara, you know where my room is?" I kidded her knowing she was kidding me."Hey, I'm helping you get off, that's pretty good, right?"Well, what she said was true, she's a hot-looking girl and here I was sitting opposite her looking at her boobs and pussy while I whacked-off."It's pretty good, is true, Clara," I panted, now. ‘I’m not sure what that means. I think it’s the three type of people on this planet. Acathians are the advanced ones that we are fighting. They run the planet and apparently pissed off the other indigenous life forms. The Faradwim and Pudarin are less advanced and apparently lesser powers… at least in the eyes of the Acathians.’ ‘This is going to give me a headache,’ I muttered. I turned around and walked to the doorway to the hut. ‘Gunny!’ I snapped out, getting the attention of Gunnery.