“Well, Serva,” he said when he had finished eating, “you seem to be learning. You must have a name, what is it?”“Gretchen, Dominus.”“Gre...chen? What sort of name is Gretchen?”“A German name, Dominus.”“A German name? Serva, Gretchen, are you always so literal?”“Dominus?” She had not the least idea what she had done wrong -- or done right, for that matter. He seemed to be amused.“Never mind. I like you literal. Have you eaten?”“No, Dominus.” No slaves ate before the family left the table.. “I remember when we started to use our powers and went overboard,” Max said.“Yeah talk about strain. I don’t think I could lift anything for nearly two hours,” Michael said.“So you can use their powers now?” Maria asked.“Yes, and ... well...” Liz stammered out.“There might be the possibility that you and Alex could use them as well,” Max said.“Way cool,” Maria said. “When?”“Don’t know. Could be a while, could be tomorrow,” Isabel said.“I take it that means we could accidentally blow things up?”. Of course, my brothers followed us. At least they followed us until the debris field. Even though packed full, the mules almost danced over the rock and dead trees making up the field. Opal Anne and I led our horses across, and since they had done it several times before, they were just fine.Mick tried to lead his horse and, as I thought would happen, the horse balked. It pulled back and fought any attempt to lead it through the field. Mick looked at me, exasperated.“I thought we could tag. I later went to my GF(aunt) bhabi. She was huge, just like any Telugu b grade actress. Her size was 36 b and those melons were like ummmmm and I fucked her. So I left her place and went back home. A few days later we all went to see a relative of mine, to my shock it was the same bhabi who I fucked and had sex with. The moment was awkward none of my family members not knowing that I fucked the lady. Bhabi was in the kitchen alone when I approached her and talked with her regarding our encounter.