Sure, his new maturity is primarily so he can get girls,but he's really growing into a sensible young man and a good friend,rather than the loud, ladd...sh oaf he was twelve months ago. He's evennoticeably losing weight, thanks in part to the judo lessons he'sstarted taking (he's promised to be my 'bodyguard' should I startattending school as a girl) and, at Megan's insistence, the beginnerballet lessons he started last month. Sure, George was embarrassed atfirst, mainly as he was dancing with. Take your time. I’m just gonna relax and recycle some beer. In Peru, a single Peruvian bush may contain more species of ants than all the ants in British Isles. It sounds like a trick question to me. I betcha there’s no ants in the British Isles. Yeah, well, let’s hope they leave that bush in Peru and some pothead doesn’t try to smuggle it in this country to smoke it. ‘Hey, Dude, what’s with all the ants?’ Scientists and researchers believe there are more than 30 million species of insects. Although I would be lying if I said the idea hadn't become a growing curiosity fantasy over the past few months leading up to the 'incident'.I mean, I was, and still am, happily married, although our once wild sex life had dwindled to once, maybe twice a month, sex. And not the wild in public, or marathon sex sessions of our younger days, either... usually missionary, with maybe thirty seconds of head if I was lucky.I'm not defending what I'm about to tell you, just giving you the reality of. It was a Thursday night in a random month when I walked into the bathroom to wash my hands after I had been finger fucking my pussy and ass in my bedroom. As I walked in, I found my mother sitting on the toilet taking a piss. Since my brother was out and my mother isn't embarrassed to be found in this situation by my father or me and my sister, she hadn't bothered to lock the door. So I walked over to the sink, and started to wash my hands. As I did this, I couldn't deny the sounds of my mother.