A full ten inches and thick as a tree stump. Almost the entire cheerleading squad could tell you. “Nothing you haven’t seen before” my mom sai... when she figured out why I was speechless. She was right, when I was about 15 and started maturing rapidly there were nights when she would have nightmares and ask me to sleep with her. Of course I got to look at her.“Sorry mom just caught me by surprise, take a look at this” I handed her the paper and she read it. “Uhhh…Good job honey” she said. It doesn’t sound that interesting, but trust me when that colleague is a mature divorcee with no kids; you are up for a no bars game. There is no rule, no reason, and no guilt but just fun and lots of sex.My Shikha is just like that.Shikha, a 35-year-old woman got married at the age of 27 and divorced at 30, less exploited sexually because the husband was drunk and impotent. She buried herself in her work all these years to just open up for me. She was one of the senior managers in the office.. We were greeted inside by my father and mother. I tried to run back outside but Donal grabbed my arm and pulled me back. “Come here, slut” he said and then pushed me towards my father. I tried to cover my body with my hands. My father slapped me across the face. “Remove your hands and let me see what a slut body my daughter has.” He said. When I refused he slapped me again and again. I still refused. He then turned towards my mother and slapped her across the face. “If you don’t remove your. Weapons are allowed, as well as items, magic and whatever else you can think of. Only requirement is that you can carry your gear and enter the arena alone. Gnarly.”After a short pause, perhaps to gauge if I was actually paying attention or to take a breath, she continued.“Fights lasts until one participants gives up or kicks the bucket. But, chillax dude our spooky, scary necromancers have you covered. The whole arena is drenched in a Level 3 reviving spell, that will heal all wounds,.