I had to just focus on the road and let her continue. She hadn’t strung so many words together at one time without interruption with me since she to...d me the story of Sir Gawain and the Green Knight. After she’d caught her breath, she went on.“I love Lissa. Just looking at her breaks my heart. She is so beautiful and strong. She’s everything I want to be when I have children. She makes me want children. She touched me—touched my breasts—and I wanted to take off all my clothes and let her have. Still, her brother Sam was concerned about going straight to Hell if they continued the relationship and he did whatever he could to avoid repeating the same mistakes over and over again.He only relented when he saw her being abused by Pete, her favorite Pit Bull with his huge doggie dong and his taste for female humans because they were mostly good bitches when push came to shove.Pete hadn’t met a female bitch that could refuse his tongue once offered and they always came back for more so he. " We are well suited, we three," Merry said, laughing. "Where shall we roam today?" I have heard a wandering minstrel sing of a ghost in the Scarlet Mountains," Karl replied. "They are thirty and five leagues from here. What say you, Nightshade?" It sounds interesting. Let us go find this ghost."Before long, they were circling above a village nestled in a valley among the Scarlet Mountains which were snow capped, then streaked with rivulets of dark red down to their thickly forested. I hopped out of the shower and dried off changing into my favorite oversized sleep shirt and a pair of pink cotton briefs. Only dirty girls wore thongs or sexy underwear and I must keep being a good girl for Daddy.As I walked into the living room I could smell the delicious aroma of pizza. Daddy was sitting on the couch in nothing but his tight blue jeans, and I think I actually began to drool and not over the pizza."Hey baby, pizzas here. Grab a slice and get comfy." He said as his eyes moved.