He sat back up and thought for a moment as he stared out the window seeing nothing in turn from its blackness. The drizzle outside was a static rhythm...and was pleasing to his ears. The teen had a deep psychological love for the rain and thunder. He ran his hand through his slightly greasy hair, continuing to stare out the window in deep thought. His thoughts were on a girl as most boys his age often thought of but not in the same crude manner as his brethren. This boy was different, or maybe. She ached to reach out and pick it from the branch and have done with it but her cautious nature held her back like a leash attached to a collar around her neck.The tree stood by itself high on the rocky shelf overlooking the lush valley. The young girl liked to come up to sit under the shade of the comfortable tree watching the animals frolic and play with absolutely no cares or worries to bother their enjoyment in the pastoral scene. She could hear their thoughts floating through her mind. "Well before we talk about it too much, I need to tell everyone that we have another assignment from the Mage's council. Standard pay rates," said Dusty.Everyone but Mark was all ears, but only because this would be his first mission for them. No one ever paid as well as the Mage's council, but they also expected much more. But this would be a mission that was full of adventure as well."Do they want all of us to go?" asked Rachel."Yep. Mainly because all of us are somehow expected to figure out. I love to suck cock, and I want to suck yours,” Sherry said to him, pulling out of the kiss. Dad looked at her and she pushed him down prone on the couch. “No, Sherry,” he said but didn’t move. “This is wrong,” he said. “I know, but I want to suck your cock. We’re along and no one will ever know,” she said. Dad mumbled something and I heard his zipper. “Sherry,” he mumbled, “Sherry!” I saw her move down…she was sucking him now! Dad’s hands were in her hair, caressing; Sherry’s head was.