It was nothing like I had imagined, the bush spread all the way to the noticeable stretch marks on her stomach.“How do I...?” I mumbled, barely au...ibly, overcome with shyness as I moved closer.“Just guide... it... in with your hand. Don’t worry, I’ll help you.”“Okay, mom,” I said, knowing this was a bad time to start having second thoughts. After a few fumbling tries I managed to slip in with the helping guidance of my mother’s fingers. It was very warm in there and I could feel the bristly. Her oldest daughter was Ruby and she was the black sheep of the family. She was 21, two years older than me, and from what my dad had told me, sometimes she stayed at the house and sometimes she would be off for weeks, not telling anyone where she had gone. Ruby was a tattoo artist by trade and she looked the part. Her hair had a tomboyish cut to it. It was dyed black except for a streak of purple that she let hang over her eyes. She had numerous peircings and from what little I'd seen of her,. ME : huh. It seems so impractical and mechanical to me.SHE : Laughs out louder, It happens when you are fifty years old.ME : But, did he ever do anything other than that?SHE : Hun, he liked to fuck me in my ass some times. He likes it very much.ME: does he suck your tits, pussy?SHE : CHHEE. How can you think of someone sucking your pussy? it is so absurd.ME : I think you have not seen blue movies. You need some.SHE : No, I am alright. I don’t want to see those filthy things.ME : As you please.. Now, if only there were a tree large enough to fall across the big river, Steven might manage to cross over on its limbs. This thought kept him occupied through the night and the next day.On the fifth day of his journey, the lowering sun shone in Steven’s eyes as he crested a small rise. 86,201, 86,202. Suddenly, he saw before him the dragon. It prowled, huge and lumbering, and as it moved it used its little hands to pop round creatures from the ground up into its gaping maw. Steven was.