” Corey almost added a word like “baby” or “honey” but he stopped himself. “Which one do you mean?”“It’s this one from 1986, Aliens....Bishop is that character who has the line; he says he prefers ‘artificial person’ to android. Lance Hendrickson, that was the guy; remember him?”Corey indeed remembered the film and also Hendrickson. He actually liked the long-gone, rather obscure character actor; he always seemed to bring some hard-bitten truthfulness to his roles. There still was that weird. Barely a second passed before my sister was sulking and drinking in the milk our mother was giving her.I sat transfixed. The sight before me wasn't new but seeing my mother so open was. As my sister nursed Mom's legs moved allowing her robe to fully part exposing the rest of her body. As her legs moved apart I was looking at the place from where was born both her children. Centered at the top of her thighs was the light bush I had learned was called pubic hair. At fourteen it was my first look.. Her pubes felt like finest down as he pressed his face into her. Heaven. And his tongue pried at her lips, moist and musky, until he found her clitoris, already firm and waiting for him. A cliché certainly but her pink glistening bud was like a shimmering pearl in an opened oyster. His lips closed over it and he sucked gently before starting to work it with his tongue, faster and faster. He could feel her moving now, pushing into his face. He moved his mouth down and for the first time probed. I stepped into the shower and really didnt see a spider, but pretended to kill one anyway so I could leave. As I walked over to throw away " the spider I killed" I did see a very real spider crawling towards her foot. Before I could tell her to move, she saw it and jumped off the bowl and I guess she thought I was ready to catch her. She knocked us both down and landed on me, with her giant tits covering my face. She then lifted herself up, slid her naked clam down my body and across my face.