As foreign as my conclusion sounded to my ears, it was true. I had to simplify my complications. I had to find time for basic things like sleep and fo...d because I would always choose sex if it came right down to it. Constantly satisfying eight girls was impossible. I already had complaints from girls who thought they weren't getting enough time with me, so resolving the problems took up more of my time. I just couldn't do it all.I got up and headed straight to the shower.I had a possible. Mom was holding my hand and looking me in the eyes as she lay her head down on the pillow. I couldn’t help my gaze being locked on the dark thicket between her thighs.My eyes widened when my mother opened her legs wide. The vagina was a loose wide opening between her cellulite-marked thighs and surrounded by bristly dark hairs. It was nothing like I had imagined, the bush spread all the way to the noticeable stretch marks on her stomach. “How do I...?” I mumbled, barely audibly, overcome with. The redhead was tall, slim and statuesque, the complete opposite of Clara, really. Gorgeous fiery red hair cascaded over pale shoulders. Small but shapely tits sprang out of the torn nightgown and stood erect in the room’s cool atmosphere. Best of all were Amy’s legs, which were long, trim and elegant- the legs of a supermodel, Clara thought. Clara wondered how much male attention Amy had got in her life. Probably way more than her! “COME HERE,” said Amy’s robot. “BEGIN PROCEDURE.”Amy’s amazing. Mira ran off to comply. She soon had Kerr and Miles beside the wagon. Both men looked as confused as the rest of them. Kerr anticipating the question said. “I have no idea. I was helping him get the dragon’s blood so I could gain magical abilities, not go to war with anyone.”“Lord Kerr, didn’t this shipment come from Omicron Island? I remember going down to the wharves and collecting it for Lord Jay. He wanted it sent ahead to Amethyst Dale. I think the cage was also part of that shipment since.