Together, we view our life on a remarkably even keel. A life I may add that is not governed by social dictate or a need to have been born in "acceptab...y close" time-frames. She keeps me young, I chip-in with the recalled images and experiences of having lived through the fifties, sixties, seventies and eighties ... earlier, if the truth be known - though not quite, as a few have cruelly suggested, back to the days of Caesar Augustus.Now I realize that most of you have come here to read a sex. It was a directive from the USO, right, sweetheart?"He thought immediately of his mother, nude, it was the only way to waylay his imminent tumescence. Thank heavens it worked. "You're right, Laura. I worried over nothing." Rob couldn't believe his own voice."Rob?" The voice of an angel."What, Laura?" His most flaccid tone."Yes." Her most loving tone and one he'd never heard before. "'Yes' what?" He couldn't have cared less. He wanted to visit the latrine, lock the wooden door to the stall and. " Just try it, Bubba!" She threatened, but not with very much sincerity. I think she was a tad disappointed that neither woman probably wanted to play with her, at least in a girl-girl sort of way. This certainly planted the seed of thought in my head that since Trixie could do other men, then perhaps in return I might be allowed some extra-curricular poon of my own. Since the mother and daughter were alike enough to be reasonably confused as sisters, probably even naked together in bed, this. I didn't have the powerful weapons to hurt the dragon. It was satisfying stabbing the bitch after she threw me out the cave, but it wouldn't help in the fight. Chaun's singing was far more helpfully than his inept slashes with my dagger.I needed to be as helpful.I glanced at Angela. She was fearless, throwing herself at the dragon, being protected by Faoril and Aurora's magic. The dragon backed away from her, slashing with claws, snapping with jaws. Her mouth gaped open to bite...Her mouth.