Can you? Oh, there was that Moses fellow, and that Noah dude. But Noah wasn't really followed, and Moses wasn't really listened to. Who else can you n...me? I can name some who are right, and I can name some who are followed, but I can't think of any others who are both.The Originals had very simple concepts of tribal identity. There was "US" and there was "FOOD".Sometimes an aged, injured or infirm "US" became "FOOD". That was the way it was, and that was the way it always would be. That is,. Me and Aunt V were in a spooning position, my arm around her and my right thigh fitted neatly between hers. Her right leg was bent at the knee and drawn up, her pussy bracing against my thigh, my rampant cock snuggled against her warm butt. I was just about to press my body harder against hers when I felt her stir in her sleep. I felt her carefully reach behind without turning around and a little shiver went through me as her soft fingers wrapped around my pulsing, aching dick. She squeezed it. “Cum inside me, Steven, please?”“Ohhhh, mother,” I said, emptying all I had to give her.Her bedroom had a new style shower, built for two, with a straight overhead showerhead. I don’t know what they are called, but it feels more like a warm rain, then a throbbing shower.There was only kissing, and touching, and some cleaning.We got out, I scampered to my room, and changed, then we went downstairs to stares from the three ladies.Lucy gave her the pill she asked for along with a glass of water. "I can't control her life, even if I wanted to." I'm glad you agree. I'll work on something," Jenny said with a smile and kissed Jim. "Thanks."The following Saturday night, Jenny had arranged for a friend to take Katie out. Jim acted like a father, worrying about where Katie was going and whom she was going with. Jenny wouldn't tell him either, saying he needed to quit worrying and that Katie was a big girl.When the doorbell rang, Jim was astounded to see Rick standing on the porch. While he.