“It was just too good a joke to pass up.”Brandy still couldn’t even look at him, let alone say anything. So all she did was wiggle her bum to te...l him she’d enjoyed the joke too.But the fact remained that the missing key remained missing, and it became clear that another joke was being pulled. As it is, it took Bonnie promising that Brandy’s mouth would be made available for a full week for someone to finally step forward with the key, but not before there was further negotiation.“Next weekend. . I decided I had better call Rosalie.A week later I was sitting with Rosalie in a cafe in Huntington Beach, just two blocks from the ocean. I was so glad to see her. I was trying to act like a mature woman who happened to be her lover, so sophisticated about it all, which might have possible if there were any level of maturity in my personality. I was trying to fake it, but I was a needy c***d. I had lost my mommy, daddy and my sister and my best friend somewhere and I didn't know how to find. ... God!" she screamed as Michael's tongue lapped at her aching pussy, sending feeling through her that she had never known and was enjoying for the first time in her life. Her wonderful son was showing hr a wonderful new world of love and sex. Even though she knew it was wrong, there was no getting past the fact that she now belonged to Michael. Michael continued to lap at her panties and Mom's blossoming clit, but he needed more and he jerked down her panties. "There we go!" he. The days were spent in discussion with Leonore about the current state of esoterics and with the girls improving my wood craft. Food was plentiful and we, thankfully, didn't have to resort to the Sandman for "food".The nights? Me, 16, lovely companion, enough said.The citadel was a sight to behold. Rising hundreds of meters in the air, made of glass, it looked like an old sky scraper from the old earth. It positively oozed esoteric energies across the band, even some combined basics were.