" Why would your mother want to look at an old mixer like this one?" I was really curious to know why."She makes tamales at home, to sell to construct...on workers. I thought she could save a lot of time if she had a big mixer like this one, instead of the little one we have at home. I just wanted to show it to her, then I was going to bring it right back here."I knew my father had bought that old mixer from a bakery liquidation sale about a year before. Almost all the other stuff he had bought. Our gift of being able to deflect threats is the reason we can get by with training minors in the art of sexual love without constant interference from the legal eagles. Oh, FYI, now that you’ve successfully passed your trial by fire, you have access to those same powers. More about that later.“So, you and I and Josh and a few hundred others are essentially the worker bees. We go out and do what we can to focus Venus’s blessings on young minds so that they’re something above automatons in the. We might want to use it again later." She was smiling kinda sneaky-like when she said that."I like your thinking," I said."When do you want me to go?" she asked as we sat to eat."Why would I want you to go?" I wasn't sure what she was asking."I mean, it's Saturday. Don't you have chores, or laundry, or things you need to do?" Nothing that can't wait. Do you need to go do those things?" Nothing that can't wait," she grinned."So, can we hang out this weekend ... see where it takes us?" I'd like. Ich bin nie im leben ein Blümchensex Liebhaberin gewesen und hatte schon so manches ausprobiert aber das Brennen und stechen in der Brust war etwas zu viel für mich.Mir liefen in strömen die tränen nicht nur weil es weh tat nein die ganze Situation war entwürdigend mein Stiefsohn schickte sich an seine Stiefmutter zu vergewaltigen.Martin lies sich davon nicht beeindrucken und redete sich weiter in einer Art Rausch."Alte dein Arsch gehört mir wenn es dir nicht passt dann eben nicht mir.