Then a small breeze brings a scent to your nostrils, a scent of... bird. You don't quite know how you can pinpoint it, or how your sense of smell is t...is good. "Strange," you think to yourself. You open your eyes, ready to see the white ceiling of your room, and you're shocked to see green and brown all around you. Reflexively, you reach for your glasses, but you grope at nothing but air, instead of your bedside table. Then you realize that everything is extremely clear, the trees, the bushes,. We hadalways been friendly and I thought she would be put off. I felt a lotbetter as I walked out of there. That was one sticking point to get outof the way, now the other one: my parents!When I got home, I just decided to get it over with. I called my momfirst. My parents have been divorced for years now and I hoped that momwould be understanding. I'm actually surprised that she hadn't calledme in a few days. I called her and she answered. I told her (in mymale voice) that I needed to. I walked back into the ring and my opponent readied himself again. This time, he was in a more relaxed stance, and I knew what I did in the previous round wouldn’t work. I positioned myself again and waited for the horn to sound. When it did, both of us began to circle the ring, looking for any opening. I knew my spear had more reach than his did, so I aimed a quick thrust at his head. He blocked it with his shield and countered with his own spear. My shield easily blocked it, and we continued. She settled her body over his chest, and the warm wetness he felt made holding off his orgasm one of the great challenges of his life. Somehow, he managed. When she at last wrapped her fingers around his erection, he couldn’t hold back a long, low groan. His hips arched up as her hand moved up and down in slow, firm strokes. ‘Oh, Miss. I am so grateful.’ ‘I know.’ A few more languorous strokes and she said, ‘Remember, pet. Control.’ He didn’t have time to acknowledge it before she took him in.