“Pick out a nice outfit. A dress. We'll go to a fancy restaurant.”Like a date?No, no, he was just being a good father. “Okay.”“And maybe som... underwear to go with it,” he said, smiling. “You know, whatever you feel like wearing. To make yourself feel pretty. Because you're gorgeous.”I would buy that thong. I would. My heart raced.“Okay, Daddy,” I said.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Avalon Young – July 2037I trembled in bed between my parents, my mouth latched onto my mother's nipple. I had just. *** Sat in the kitchen by herself, Penny thought about Marina. They had always been close, the nine years difference between them hadn’t really mattered once Marina entered her teens. There were so many memories: everything they had shared growing up together, all the discoveries and ‘firsts’, all the times they had fallen out with each other, all the times they’d sided with each other against the world. Somehow though, once they’d both married, they’d travelled separate paths. They lived in. I'll admit I was nervous about meeting a guy I'd only met online, but my libido was raging, and I decided to throw caution to the wind and finally get off with something other than my hand.It was a small house, maybe a thousand square feet or so, but with pleasant curb-appeal and groomed lawn. Like it mattered. I wasn't there to make a real estate deal, for chrissake. A quick blow and go required a mouth and privacy. Anything else didn't matter. He opened the door and invited me in without. " He walked over to where he thought that the target of his knife had fallen, peering down at the brushy ground. "Ah, here it is. It was a lucky throw." Why, it's a bat!" Ashaia exclaimed."Just like the ones you always see around temple towers," Shantar agreed. "Only, this one has a note tied to its leg. I'll bet anything you like that this is the way the priests send messages back and forth so fast. 'The Gods tell us, ' indeed!" Let me see the message." Ashaia peered at the rows of cryptic.