"You you moron," she said, "Couldn't face having another after that." she said sadly." Gee," I said, "Momma, are we supposed to be doing fuck talk?" I...asked."No harm in talking," Momma said, "Maybe your Papa should have told you fuck talk." He said I should hit on the most popular girl," I told her, "Emma Hart, Jeana Ransome, Lisa Winebecker maybe." Hahaha," Momma spluttered, "Hell she could have any guy in Mornsberg, she got offers to do movies down in Hollywood Nebraska." Ain't Hollywood. She was the twenty-two and the oldest. We could also see into Janet’s room, she was nineteen, from there. Terry had rigged up a hole in his closet to watch Mary who was a year younger than us. Cathy was was way too young and we didn’t’ care about her. For some reason the best was his mom Nancy From that I could watch from our spare bedroom. If I can get some time there are plenty of stories are there. But I was tired of watching, I wanted to do it. I went home and did my chores. You didn’t live. This fact was of another significance associated to the statue. Eight thousand meters behind the statue was a mountain range and one of the rugged mountains had a hole in it. Twice a day the sun would perfectly align with that hole and send a beam of sunlight aimed exactly at the color segmented circle. A circle of colored light appeared on the smooth metal surface before the statue.There was nothing else, no inscriptions. The Ruins found after an excavation around the alien monument turned out. "Poor Louis, of course, was not aware that the mistress knew all about how many times his sister had already studied the object that he no longer hid from her. At least, not when they were alone.Again, tiny details excluded, eventually he moved his hands. There was an immediate cessation of speech."Oh my," sighed Penelope. She looked at Sally, whose cheeks were pink, but whose eyes were glued to her brother's cock. "You failed to mention he's enormous." Beg pardon, Missus?" said.