Ralph came back to in front of me; he stood tall, he took both my hands one in each of his and stepped back, he held my hands and out-stretched my arm... and slightly wide. He looked me back up and down and said, “Young lady, you really are very beautiful. You seem to look after yourself, nice, very nice. I bet your boyfriend’s enjoy just looking at you. Do they not?” I slightly giggled and said, “Ralph, you’re a dirty old man and I told you I only have one boyfriend, not lots.” Ralph went on. The heavy bronze blade would hold a sharp edge, though not nearly as well as a blade of iron.He wandered along the line of booths, seeing one or two men and women he recognized from the night before. Many of the village women were parting with quantities of dried foods in return for household implements, exotic spices, glittering beads, and scraps of brightly patterned cloth. The men were more interested in tools for farming. Mak was surprised at how highly these traders prized the sunmetal,. I held the glass of Jonnie Walker Black close to my lips and let it fill my nostrils before taking the first sip. Typically I don’t spoil myself and I don’t buy in to the brand name stuff but I won’t drink cheap scotch. I leaned up against the edge of the counter and took a moment to clear my mind as I waited for the rush of heat from the scotch. I turned out the kitchen light and made my way down the hall. The bedroom door was open and I saw her lying on her stomach at the edge of the bed. She. Are you a submissive?”My mother said nothing but lowered her head to look at the floor.I leaned forward and went to touch mum’s cunt…she took a step back “No son” she dropped her dress back into place “Get back on the bed and lift your skirt…I haven’t finished looking” I almost shouted at her. I was half expecting her to slap me around the face…but with a look that could freeze hell… and surprising me, she turned and went to sit on the edge of the bed lifting her dress up exposing her hairy.