Instead of standing up for her at the council fire, Tanda's father had turned his back on her. It might have gone badly, but Tanda had had help from a... unexpected source: the two village Grandmothers had laughed at her father. They sat at the council fire and laughed, cackling and clapping their hands in mirth, holding their sides and laughing and laughing.Being back-sided was the worst single insult one blood relative could give another. Being laughed at by the Grandmothers was the worst. We turned back to reviewing the town maps. That’s how Anna found us when she walked in a half hour later.“I’m ready whenever you all are,” she said as she poured a half cup of coffee. “Yolanda will be here in just a minute. Joseph decided his breakfast looked better on her than in his stomach.” She took a sip of coffee, sat down in my lap and with a small giggle said, “Grandmother is getting really curious about tomorrow’s meeting. We finally told her it would ruin the surprise, and she agreed. The kiss lingered while his left hand kneaded my right tit, at the same time pushing my body backward towards my made-up bed.Fuck him though I intended, I didn't want his cum to stain the cover. Sexually active though she was, I couldn't bear the thought of my daughter giggling at the evidence of someone's pecker tracks as she helped me clean house. I twisted away from this erotic stranger and went around the bed to pull off the cover and pull down the blanket. Facing him across the bed, my. I fantasized about being with another woman, and I played out various bondage and domination scenarios, but ultimately I found it wasn’t worth the effort. I learned I was a pretty simple girl when it came to sex (I still am, too). Despite all their weaknesses and imperfections, I like men. I like the way they smell. I like the taste of their mouths. I like the feel of a strong back as I run my hands over it. I like it when they’re shy and gentle, and I like it when they are playful and rough. I.