“He changes his calling every time the wind blows. Last week, while my brother was here and filling his head with all those tales of hunting down pi...ates, he was sure he wanted to be a naval captain. The week before he wanted to be a merchant. He’s only twelve. He has time.”“At twelve, most children in the land have been apprenticed for several years,” Lamyra pointed out. She was a practical woman and, while she indulged her children, she still felt they should find a trade. She didn’t believe. " She said the moment he walked in the door. Once more her comment left Carl speechless, he would have expected tears, agony, some sign of pain.There wasn't any, in fact, even with whatever they had her wrapped up in she seemed to be relaxed and comfortable. Jennifer of course was already there, busying herself fixing Tammy's hair.He did find out later just how much stuff they pumped into her system, no wonder she was relaxed."The Doctors told me they need to run some more tests but I am going. We also have a couple of packets of lettuce, peas and beans, which we will plant in any empty space. We must let some mature to seed, to be able to plant the next year.The goats will be well fed with all the material we leave after harvesting.We have had good news, Marjorie thinks she is pregnant, so now both my partners are pregnant and two in the other houses, if we keep this up we will soon increase our community.Stigand has finished all the extensions, and his idea of building them on. So one evening after coming in from work he picked off her shoes and asked me to rub her feet. I love her legs in nylon , at five foot four and a hundred pounds her legs are one hundred percent sexy. As I rubbed her feet she sipped a cold beer. After her second one my rubbing had moved up her legs to her knees. She allowed her legs to fall apart and I could easily see the cotton crotch of the Legg's coffee colored pantyhose. I reached to rub the cotton gusset of the hose and her hand grabbed my.