So my proposal is this: I’ll accommodate each of you once a week. Monday morning after breakfast, you each will come to my hut for oral sex, i.e. a ...lowjob. That should take less than an hour. You can draw lots to see who goes first and second, etc. Then the following Monday you each can come to my hut for sex. Only in the doggy position. No kissing. That's non-negotiable. Another thing that is non-negotiable is romance. There'll be NO romance involvement or attachment. This sexual arrangement. Bereits nach einem Jahr meldeten sich meine Eltern nicht mehr bei mir und Mia wuchs quasi bis auf mich komplett ohne Familie auf. Dies war auch nicht immer sehr einfach, doch meine Tochter entwickelte sich dennoch sehr gut. Ein Problem war natürlich das Geld. Ich versuchte immer Mia trotzdem alles zu ermöglichen, dennoch konnten wir uns halt nicht alles leisten. Auch wenn mein kleines Mädchen es nie gesagt hat, ist mir dennoch klar, dass sie deswegen von ihren Klassenkameraden aufgezogen. Galaxy sprawling alien slave empires? Passe!But some part of me still rebelled at the idea of a sexy neanderthal. It just didn’t make sense. And yet, here she was.The neanderthal greeting party had arrived a few seconds after we had finished toasting their kaiju that had been threatening their fair city. Their arrival had been just as dramatic as ours had, though they had replaced ‘psychic wormholes and mecha’ with capes, spandex, and sonic booms. Five of them flying over the city, then. That wasn't the end of it, of course. Inez braced Raoul with his mistake, and went as far as telling him that Jason had visited her, raising Hell and making threats -- but left out the throat rape. Raoul thought it was humorous until she got angry and cut him off for a week. Eventually, Raoul made an appearance before Jason to mend fences -- which told Jason pretty much what Raoul knew and what he didn't; Jason knew that if Raoul knew that he'd molested his wife, he'd have made a fool of.