Her divinations were wondrous indeed.Babies were born, women were wed and widowed, and wed again, feuds were settled and revenge was sweet.Most import...ntly, the DEAD spoke to the living and the living felt the power.Yes, Marie was LEGEND in the Bayou.When she first saw Sweet Lovie sitting in the swamp boat, Marie fell in love with her. Her light, sun tanned skin, her long black hair, and her legs that went up - up - all the way up, so very far up. It was her eyes that ensnared Marie's heart.. Something to periodically stand before in reflection and admire. As I often did, always would. So absorbed in this memory, this incredible special memory of thought, I hadn’t felt her hand finally releasing mine. Only when I felt the lightest touch of her delicate fingers brushing away a stray strand of hair from my forehead did I know she no longer slept. ‘Doc, make love to me,’ she said. It was all she said. It was all she needed to say. It was all she would ever need to say to me, and I. I'd be like masturbation, so it's also not incest." George's duplicate answered.George laughed. "This is the weirdest conversation I've ever had, and I ended up having with someone that's supposed to be impossible to have it with." His duplicate laughed. "I was thinking the same thing. I mean how would it even work? I don't care how hot I find myself, I'm not shoving anything up my ass." He said.George laughed again. "Well, I'm sure there doesn't have to be any penetration for it t count as. I then watched his hand reach over and take hold of my breast in his hand where he massaged it gently. He suddenly got up letting go of my breast letting it fall and disappeared out the door leaving me there. I frowned confused but also feeling excited. I waited until he came back in holding a medium side box that he placed down at the bottom of the bed on the floor. He bent down opening it getting something out that I wasn’t able to see before he walked over hiding it behind his back. ‘Close.