Finally, her fingers grazed the outlines of a little plastic bottle of cooking oil and a pack of cigarettes. Excellent. Today was going to be a very g...od day indeed, Mary surmised as a stiff cold autumn breeze snuck its way up the stairs, up her long shapely legs, up her modest knee-length skirt and up her most private demesne. Shivering a bit yet inspired, Mary slowed her ascent until she felt a second breeze picking up, then bounded the last couple of steps.“One ... two” she mentally counted. I don't want to do that again. Why do we humans have to learn our best lessons the hard way?What we live in now could be considered similar to the Neolithic homes of Skara Brae. In some ways, that is good from a security standpoint. For expansion purposes, though, the hill severely limits the growth potential of our home. We need a new home and definitely a new design.I think back to prehistoric housing. A tent is out, not so good against the weather, and easy to knock over. I know of two. She had that mothering instinct that told her exactly what to do to give me exactly what I needed. We hugged for a long time and when one of the babies fussed, she kissed me hard and went to take care of Sally.When she returned I was determined to talk about her.“So ... Tell me about your life, your whole life and leave nothing out,” I announced with a grin.That took quite a while. It was two diaper changes and one feeding later when she finally filled in all the details about her childhood,. "I was a virgin. The guy didn't even notice. It didn't take him very long to finish. He got up, got dressed and left. I didn't even get a 'thank you ma'am'. I propped my hips up with pillows and lay there for hours. But it worked." Oh my God, Katie!" cried Jennifer. "So you've only had sex once in your life?" Katie nodded sadly."We're trolling for two sister-concubines," said Amanda. "I see your green collar. We like you so far. Would you be interested?" You two are concubines," said Katie..