I noticed him leaning up in his seat looking over at me from time to time. Being somewhat unsure and afraid, I made no move. But in a few minutes the...guy got out of his car and came to my window and asked, “Do you have the time?” That started a short conversation about nothing in particular until he asked, “Can I sit in the car with you for a while since it was cool outside?” He was a cute younger guy, probable twenty or so... as clean cut as Clark Kent, black horn-rim glasses, moderate. Me: I…Alina: I know it was you. Do you like spying on your little sister? You want to touch her tight little body, don’t you?Oh god, yes! All this dirty talk is giving me a gigantic boner.Alina: You like spying on little girls. Bad little girls. You punished my mouth with your big, hard cock. I want to feel you again. Punish me, Aafi. Punish my pussy. Fuck the badness out of me. Please!No man can resist that dirty talk.Me: Come here, you dirty fuck-slut.Alina: Yes, master.Me: Open your. My son was used to me dressing this way since I had all his life. My husband likes it as well.We went to a typical college bar with cheap beer, a large variety of shots, etcetera. There were a couple of assholes in the bar but one look from my son and especially from Devon made them back off bothering me. We kept drinking beer and doing shots. Not a single one of the three of us was feeling pain.My son, however, was getting way too drunk. So we decided to head back to their place and then I. They'd bothtaken a bounty from the Guild to retrieve a magical staff that had beenstolen from an older member of the Guild who'd just passed away. NeitherKevin nor Bridget had realized at that time how much that commissionwould change their lives.***************************************************It was spring and Bridget moved forward along the trail enjoying thesigns of new life sprouting all around her. She had left the St. Louiscoven about a year ago and traveled west. She'd settled in.