The stability of Qex'Ull's weaves were famous. What he wove stayed woven, making the changed he made to realities permanent. It knew that it had surpa...sed itself with this project, most likely eclipsing his other achievements completely. Encouraged by its work so far, it pushed harder, making his weaves ever more complex. And fragile.Again, recollections and memories faded and shifted with reality following close behind. Both girls clearly remembered dropping out of school and running away from. Two men and a woman all dressedin nice suits climbed out of the SUV, meeting up with the farm ownerbetween the two vehicles. At one point Bob saw the owner pointing in hisdirection. Sighing heavily, Bob stopped what he was doing, stood up andbegan walking out of the field toward the group.Several rows away Miguel watched, fearing the three were INS looking forundocumented workers. Miguel was pretty sure everyone on their crew waslegal but he was no expert and it was possible that some may be. “I don’t want to drive anything. You have to cart me around to all my social ... you know ... flitting around. You are my designated chauffeur.”“That’s fine with me. You’ll just have to make sure you do all your flitting when I’m not in school or rehearsing.”“Or on a date or having family time or doing chores. You know you still have responsibilities here at home, young man,” Mom lectured.“Have I been neglecting things, Mom?” I said. I was really concerned. It seemed I was so busy at the moment. I watched as they both stopped and then shifted positions. Mom got on all fours and Dad stood behind her. He took his thick shaft in his hand and guided the head to her wet opening. I heard her squeal out as I watched dad sink every inch of his wonderful penis into her depths. Slowly at first, he slid the bulbous head and long shaft in and out of her. Her full breasts swung freely as he rocked her gently back and forth with nice long strokes. I was in a trance as I watched the heated action. .