It’s not a devil. It’s not even an evil spirit, per se. It’s a powerful, pagan entity, a heathen demigod, of sorts. Not unlike a satyr, in fact,...except that it possesses bodies rather than having its own. It left its traces and imprint on your mother and you, not to mention your sister, but it was always stronger with you than with Stephanie or Hortense, because you’re male. It always bonds more with masculine energy than feminine for some reason.“You only had a bit of its residue, its energy. She likes to tell me all about how much of a hand job and blow job princess she was in college. It gets me hot when she tells me about it. She also likes to tell me about the 2 girls that she would fuck around with in College. She knows that my fantasies are twisted. But I am seriously turned on by her sexuality.I’ll just say that we have a very active, twisted sex life. Enough background. Now back to the main point.Our night at the movie would prove no exception.When the movie started I felt. She walked in front of me. She did a playful sexy spin and shook her tits. Her body was amazing. She was about mid forties and had a perfect heart shaped ass. Her breast were at the very least c cups and still firm and perky. Her body showed a faded outline of a bikini. She had my eyes glued to her. She sat back down next to me laughing. ‘Well Jake I had to break the ice somehow and you were not budging.’ I laughed. ‘Is it even legal?’ I asked. She put her head back. ‘I will explain it the. You really goin’ with Jos and his group?”“We really are,” Tessa responded. “But I don’t expect it to be for everyone. As I read it, the real problem with Utopias wasn’t inclusion, but exclusion. This will have to be a true cooperative. Everybody works and everybody shares. But no fightin’, no drunks, no loafers an’ no filchin’.”“Good summary, Tessa. Kropotkin wrote:In the long run the practice of solidarity proves much more advantageous to the species than the development of individuals endowed.