"They would really turn heads in shorts or a very short dress, but in the loose slacks they look like thick tree stumps. You already display those big...breasts nicely." She seemed embarrassed by the attention and denied she could ever be sexy. "Then why would I want to see your sweet ass again after seeing it once?" No answer. She kept her hands folded in her lap, trying to hide her hirsute bush, for the entire trip.After a quiet start, Gena opened up about her past. Kids always made fun of her. I wanted to press down, needing it deep, but as I pressed so she seemed to retreat until she was ready, then drove back into me, lifting her hips quickly.Lorna’s face was beside mine now. She whispered, “Let Georgie do the work, understood?”There was a certain authority in her voice that made me shiver. I felt her hand slap my arse lightly. Then harder.A finger touched my dark star. “Has anyone fucked you here?” The same authority in the voice.I nodded, “Yes, Lorna.”“Filthy little whore, aren’t. He turned his attention to themirror's frame which was carved from a dark wood inthe shape of serpents slithering around the silveredglass.He asked, "Where did you get the mirror?" It was delivered to me with no return address." Same here." He continued to look at the long mirrorwhich can not possibly be a true mirror. It stood oncarved claws that grew out of the serpents. "Describeyour mirror." It's a big ugly wooden thing. Looks like longChinese dragons trying to bite off each others tail."It. Sorry I only have General Smith... Okay, let me know when and where... Okay. Bye." She put away her phone. "Okay. The two of us are out of it until I get a call." What do you mean?" I mean you're nothing more than a spectator now. We both are, come to think of it, until it's all settled."Chapter 147Captain Amy Stone, U.S.N.A.F5:15 pm, November 3rd, 200611:15 am November 4th, 2006 (local time)The teenagers brought me to the hospital. There I saw a sight that no mother should ever see. They had.