After all this time we still maintained our rituals. I think we both noticed it based on the little curious half smile that I saw cross Gretchen's pre...ty face.We sat silently for a long minute and my mind went back, despite my best efforts, to the last time I saw this lovely woman who is my ex-wife.We lived in a small town in Connecticut and I thought we were a happily married couple. My wife had seemed distant for several months. I saw and spoke to her everyday but I could sense this division. And besides, we would just be using a small candle for light, to conserve our fuel for cooking and melting water, so it would be pretty hard to see much anyway. With our shelter made, we cooked our dinner, and enjoyed a nice meal and some hot chocolate, but we could hear the wind howling outside, and could feel that the temperature was dropping rapidly. We were starting to get chilled, and decided that it was time to get undressed and get into the sleeping bag, and we left just the candle. Ramirez snapped. "I don't have any more yetand it takes five years to make more." What?" the gypsy said in response to Janet's surprised look. "Do youthink that magic is just squeezing berries to make a potion and a fewincantations? Creating something powerful like this takes time." Will this really keep her a baby?" Janet asked a bit skeptically.Mrs. Ramirez shrugged and shook her head in denial."No, nothing can do that. This will only slow down her growth. If youfeed this to your. Pita and I stripped naked as we watched her mother kissing my sister. Mrs. Asis’s brown hands cupped my sister’s pale tush. It was such a hot sight. I dropped my blouse and unhooked my bra, my round breasts bouncing free. Pita’s conical tits came into view. They were between my tits and Allie’s in size. Perky and delicious.“That is so hot,” Pita moaned. “Ooh, I’m glad to be sex friends with your sister.”“And your mother?” I asked slyly.“Aren’t you and your mother sex friends?”“I’m her mistress.