” According to them their daughter was just too young and immature to be a mother so they sent her away to a private girl’s boarding school.Howeve..., I wanted to know more about her. So I’d eavesdrop whenever I’d hear them talking about her. Because of my snooping I learned that my mother occasionally drank and smoked marijuana. I also learned my mother wouldn’t identify my father to the authorities or the priest that ran the strict Catholic girl’s school she was forced to attend!I usually don’t. We became immensely curious. We had seen each other nude in the showers at school, but nothing so up close where you could see the labia in detail.We went to the school toilets together. We pulled up our skirts and pulled down our panties. We looked at each others pussy for about half an hour. No touching, because we thought that would be lesbian. The bell for the end of lunch rang and we went back to class. For weeks I would be wondering why I liked that experience so much. I began to realise. I was shocked, then I understood. I was Male. And therefor at least partly to blame.Mom looked up, saw this silent battle and put and end to it. She sat up and wiping her eyes with the back of her hand. Motioned me to sit next to her."Kids, its time we talked about things." She said."Mom, If you don't want to talk abou..." I started."No, I think I need to. Bobby I know its been puzzling you. My acceptance of you and your sister's relationship. I could accept it because, I had sex with my. He grinned, feeling clever.“What of the Ogre?” Roddrick said, causing the conversations of the crowd to return to silence.“The Ogre is a problem,” a woman said.“We know. It crushed us!” said a man from the crowd.“Let Kata speak!” Axel said before anyone else could cut the man off.Axel nodded for Kata to continue. “Thank you. The problem of the Ogre is challenging due to our inability to get close to him and the significant defensive and offensive capabilities he possesses. I have no counter for.