And while I'm not exactly ashamed that I basically became a fuck toy for numerous celestial beings including a spectacularly well hung demigod. I'm ki...da glad most of what actually happened never made it into the many epic tales sung by the bards; though I've also been reliably informed that bards lie, ... a lot especially about frequent and slightly deviant sex. It started with the that fat horny pervert The Bastard-maker, or as you probably know him Unstoff the Charitable. It was his ashes. ”“Was it that painful? Swimming, wasn’t it?”“Yeah, no. Swimming was rather fun after a while. The guy told you what to do; you did it; after some practice it moved you through the water. And, too, Marilyn swims. We might go to the lake this summer.”“Ah, Miss Grant. Always an important consideration. You don’t want to look incompetent in front of Miss Grant.”“You’re teasing. Anyway, I’m competent in all sorts of things.”“And so you are. Unfortunately, she’s unlikely to see you solve differential. Her eyes didn't change color, but they were still a captivating green-blue. "Alright. Kirstie, will you keep an eye on the roast? I don't want it drying out or burning." "Okay, momma. I can do that." Kierstin shot back with a smile on her face. "Hey Bobby, you wanna go watch a movie? I have the grudge." "That sounds nice." Bobby replied, with a smile. As they walked the short distance to Kirstie's room, the young couple could hear the for closing as her mom and brother took off for the. .. that's it, but now everyone can see that I don't have any panties on. I grabbed a pair of black thongs and slipped them on. I had to pull them under my skirt and pull the sides over my hips... way over my hips... nice; the thong was now visible to everyone. I topped the whole thing off with a pair of black high heels and was ready to go. One last thing I did was to put a long, thin sweater on to cover myself until I was out of the house and our neighborhood.I walked downstairs where I met.