"I felt a sense of elation at my mother's pronouncement. "I'll live?" Yes." My mother looked up nervously at me. "I really don't understandthe finer p...ints myself, but in essence your body is incompatible withthe magic."My elation quickly turned to dread as I asked the next question, "Ithought you said I would live."Mother pursed her lips, "I did. In order for you to live, Athilda hadto find a way for the magic and your body to coexist."I looked at my mother, I'm sure, my befuddlement was. I wanted to put on a bit of a show for her but knew that she would probably want something a bit more fitting. I acted all dutiful and shy as she smoothed her hands over her skirt, watching me peel my clothes off. When I got down to my bra and knickers, I scooped up the dress and pretended to cover my modesty as I removed my undies. She repositioned herself in the chair a few times as if she was trying to get comfortable. I knew she was pushing her weight down onto her hairy old pusspuss to try. He was always gorgeous, and at more than one point in my childhood I was convinced we would get married and live happily ever after with two green eyed boys and a sweet little girl running around our home. I thought I gave up that dream when he left, which led me to decide to attended Texas State and exclusively date a local football star that led our team on to be state champions. We planned to marry and move to Dallas, but those plans died when I caught him in bed with one of the linebackers. He grunted with pleasure as he entered my eager young mouth. Taking Mom's advice I began sucking on his big, bulging balls, earning the right to gaze up at him, which I did as I traced my tongue up the underside of his shaft, ending up swirling it around his cockhead as I looked up at him in worship."Okay, hon," he panted, "put your hands behind your back, and pout your lips into a nice, tight, wet circle."I did as I was told, as any woman who isn't a lezzie does! Daddy put his big, strong.