Notice that they were different you see these were woman of the rain , of water meaning that there non existing but they are because ,i can see them ,... can smell them ,and i sure as hell can feel them so call it what you will .My Golden Godess "spoke to me saying that we have not alot of time ,the rain that hits its hardest will vanish..... in soon time " 4 hours tops, so to me every thing i wanted to know about these woman espeically her had to be postponed for a night of lust the sex is like. It is a condition that affects few women in the world but it is genetic. Usually if the mother has it, she will pass it down to all female descendants. It is what me call, maternal female maturihood.”“Maternal Fem…what?” Sydney looked puzzled and worried. “Is it serious? Am I going to die?” The fear returned to her face. Her eyes widened, tears began to brim. She held my hand tight and I could feel tiny tremors as she began to shake.Jeff smiled. “No no no. You are going to be just fine. We have. We'll tidy this up and I will get us a drink. We could sit on the veranda with it... if you would like to, of course.”The last bit I added as an afterthought, thinking I may have sounded a little controlling.She paused for a moment, her head to the side and her lips pursed sideways as she considered the offer.“Yes, all right then,” she replied finally. “I would like that.”It didn't take much more than about half an hour to finish the job with both of us working but I was finding it more and. "Christy, take your sissy brother upstairs and have him put his new clothes away. You can look through your old stuff too and give him the things that don't fit you any more." Oh alright. C'mon you little queer." Christy whined. She got out of the car and opened the rear door and grab her brothers had and pulled him out of his seat. "Oh Jesus! Mother!" she yelled."What is it? And what did I tell you about your language?" I said with not a little exasperation in my voice."Well look!" she said,.