Fine. But if you hog the covers, I'll pee in the bed." That brought us all to a hearty but nervous round of laughter. That was shared history, family ...emoirs. I was renowned for my nocturnal battles with the covers. The two of us had once shared a bed as children--I think I was about six--and I was found wrapped in a very wet cocoon of all the covers. Liz had shed her soggy bottoms and found high dry ground by the foot of the bed. The edge to the memory was that she had actually done it twice.. . but this may not quite be the end of our journey. While here ... or beyond, no lasting peril should befall us, but I cannot promise this. Events may occur that may offer other choices, decision paths or alterations to our various destinies. For Linda, for myself, or in fact for any or all of you that come with us, our fates will sooner or later be entirely in Mother’s hands. I do have a plan for once we reach her sacred grotto below, and how to best seek her help ... but Mother herself, have. An ugly whore face pushed up against Lisa’sHow does that taste. She took her hand and stuck a finger up herown ass. Then she pushed her hand in Lisa’s mouth. Taste good, like my shit? Want some more?Lisa was pushed on her knees and the ugly whore pulled down her shorts.She leaned forward and pulled her ass cheeks apart.Make the bitch lick my ass. The dirty ass whore had beenass fucked earlier for twenties, her ass was filty with shit and cum.Lisa was grabbed by the hair and her face was. Mary lifted out the small rectangular box and then the ring that looked similar to her own. The differences were that a dark red ruby replaced the amethyst a dark green emerald replaced the opal and it had a black diamond. The odd gem was also a darker green than hers was.Her Granny had told her that her ring was designed for controlling nature and living things; it had a measure of control over the weather. The other ring was for controlling the powers of the earth and the shaping of.