"I — I don't do girls," I stammered and shook my head. The whole thing still seemed much too unreal. "Anyway, aren't you a little old for this?" Do ... look too old?" she asked. She stood in front of me, her legs spread, and slowly pulled the bow on her top. It fluttered slowly to the ground. Her figure was flawless. Her breasts were magnificent, like those of a particularly well-endowed eighteen-year-old girl who never found time to study the law of gravity. "I keep in pretty good shape.. I didn’t know why I got goose bumps over my back as she opened the heavy door to the High halls and a draft of musky stale smelling air went past us. The High Hall was dark except for a few yellow and weak Lumi-plates; most of the furniture was pushed to the sides and covered with cloth. Her Heels sounded like echoing hammer blows, my Fanger leather boots made little noise. In all this weirdness I admired her heeled boots and had the urge to walk in heels once more.Over a flight of stairs we. And we both cared for him very much."We dated separately for a few months, but soon the three of us began hanging out together. And the longer the three of us were together the more comfortable it became. And as things progressed, not to mention with the help some alcohol, the three of us ended up having sex together. Your father was, and well still is, a great lover and could easily take care of both our needs." Mom!" I felt myself turn bright red."Oh dear," my Mom laughed. "You saw us. He scrubbed at the side of his face and gave her a hard look. She only laughed and stuck her tongue out at him, which made him laugh all the harder. He turned his attention now to Fleur. He had been toying with some new rhymes as soon as the game started; he prided himself on always having original lyrics, or at least one he had never heard since there were probably a million versions of this rhyme. He scooped the slight blonde up and set her on the edge of the table, which was finally.