"Lie down, baby. Mommy wants to smell her baby's pussy. Mommy wants to lick it, suck it good." "Let me do you at the same time, Mommy. Like those girl... in the movie." "That's a sixty nine, darling." With a low sigh, Liz straddled Didi's face, and leaned over to stare at the lovely slit she had once powdered. The smooth folds, a little pink flesh peeping between, wet already, seemed to beckon her. As she felt warm breath on her own bottom, she opened her lips wide, and they were both eating. “So ... other than that it doesn’t bother you that I’m Chinese?” she tested.“No ... not at all. There was a girl in high school that I was always interested in. She was Chinese too, but she didn’t date ... or at least ... I don’t ever remember her at any of the high school dances and things. Anyway, Jeannie Lo was really pretty and a very nice person too. So ... I guess I’m trying to say it doesn’t matter that you’re Chinese. I like you just the way you are.”She laughed. “That’s was awkward for. I was wearing my summer weight leathers, the ones from Scallop Yrevesan's shop in Demethia, and I had all my throwing daggers, my best staff, my favorite bow and my hunting arrows. I was dressed to kill. But in a good way.Hah! I was back to feeling like River in this outfit. The dresses and jewelry were nice, but they weren't really me, not the central me, the core person, daughter of Hobby and Bane Dambro. I took a little time getting Spark ready to go, refusing the Kilber's stable hand's. “Ok well, I gave the guy a phony number when he asked for your phone number so maybe that’s the end of it.“They could have just called information if they wanted my number all they needed was my name and what city I live in.”“I don’t know and I don’t care, I just want to be left alone. This sex stuff with Bart and Mary is tiring. Steve, I’m telling you I’m wearing out. I don’t know how Stella does it. It seems like your wife can fuck nonstop forever.”“Yes,” I grinned. “She can be pretty.