That’s it, really.” “That’s it? Two lovers?” Christian asked, with, it has to be said, remarkably little tact, for which he received a thump...on the arm from Ben. “My apologies, Madame,” he continued, bowing his head graciously, “but you are beautiful, you are intelligent and you are very sexy. How have you had only two men in your bed, it is all wrong! Quelle scandale! You should be, pardonnez-moi, what is Ben’s saying? Shitting them with a stick?” There was a pause while we tried to understand. Like what is wrong with this dude. My friend join’s me a while later and as we get talking she sees him waving as well. And waves back, I very politely tell her “what the hell are you doing?” Her simple reply was something I did not expect but laughed at, “Waving back, he looks lonely.” We both stopped to laugh at her reply as a sexy guy like that would not be lonely at all, “REALLY? Now why wave back that was an invite to him shame, I don’t want to find out he is a weirdo or something.”“No. When I had my fantasies, usually in bed alone when Richard was away, of having sex with a toy boy, it was usually my son's face and body that came into my mind first. When that first started a couple of years ago I thought nothing of it. However, when I masturbated thinking of being fucked by a young guy, I had to work hard to push Peter from my mind. I didn't always succeed.Like many mothers I had feelings about my son that I knew were wrong and would never happen, but I couldn't stop them and. "Maybe nothing. Who knows if your uterus can even bear? And if yes, it won't be anything big. They're small creatures; we'll see," says Ayama."We need to get out of this forest, fast," says Fyrila. Everyone nods and agrees. They rush out along the river bank.#Some sense of normality has returned to Vespa. Workers replace the broken crystals. But someone new has arrived, someone never seen before in Vespa or so easily in the South-West. The person is a human female, wearing black leather.