Sandy has not been able to say anything and has not stopped looking at mom standing there naked wearing the leather collar and cuffs. She asks, are y...u really Jeff’s mother? Mom tells that yes, she is really his mother and Vic in earlier is really his 17 year old sister. Smiling she asks me if there is anything else I would require from her.. I said not at the moment and for her and Vic to take Duke out back for now and use the pool and relax.. Smiling, mom turns, saying come on Duke and both. "Brenda stared at the glowing portal next to Alan. It was identical to the one they just came through. Same size, same color. Same creator? Or is some other god trying to steal them? She had no idea what the theology here was."Any one notice there are no animals here?" Venus was coming towards her, the rest of her scouts just staring at the portal. "No birds, no insects." I don't mind the insect part." A shout sent her eyes south. The freshmen and Teri were back. "Find anything?" No, and it. Go sit with the rest.”And with that she goes. “What was really going on here Mark?” my mom asks in a tone that she uses when she will not tolerate bullshit. A tone I’ve heard a few times since my teenage years. “Like I said mom, Christine dropped some coffee and I was wiping it off”“Were you looking up her skirt when you were down there? I’ve been watching you watch her legs and her skirt since we got here. Attractive isn’t she?” “Well she is, but she IS my aunt. So nothing weird going on. A dim light shone from its smooth surface, giving John a little help peering into the gloom. Curled around the altar-like rock was the ragged, skeletal remains of a dragon. The corpse’s enormous, horned head tilted up from where it rested atop the raised platform, with its gap-toothed jaw wide open. Large patches of its hide were missing, but the outline of each void was regular, like it had been snipped off, not torn or rotted. John could even see where talons, spikes and bones were missing.