That's good." With a deft maneuver of her foot, Iva closed the door behind her. She trailed her fingers over the back of my hand as she walked past me... "Care to help us settle in?" I cleared my throat. The last conversation I'd had with Aunt Iva left me a bit confused as to whether I ought to have my guard up around her or not. She certainly hadn't ruled out the idea of making a bid for the throne, that was for sure. Would this be a casual romp, or a potentially decisive clash between two of. An excited smile covered her face as she climbed on and held me tight, pressing her firm breasts into my back as we rode up the street. She squealed and squeezed me tight as I cracked the throttle and the bike shook beneath her. Her breath was hot in my ear as she directed me to her house. By the time we arrived, her hand was rubbing my rapidly swelling cock through my jeans.“I can’t wait to get this in my mouth,” she said, squeezing my swollen shaft as I switched off the bike.She kissed my. ”“I told you I’ll take care of you. I guess registration can wait let’s get you a home and a warm meal my friend.” Lucian spoke.The children did not know about plights of adults, they were vivid energy of happiness, unaware how much they parents suffered. They smiled, laughed and did what healthy kids should do. Play games.Lucian carried the woman and led Keeg and his kids towards his ship that was docked in its spot on Grimova which engineering team gave them so they could easily equip, clean. I was no mere scrawny lad anymore. I was lord and master of all that I surveyed, a tribal chieftain, if not a king, despite it being 1992.The spirit had as much as confirmed to me that the old order, the Western, liberal, democratic order, was doomed, anyway. Instead of letting it fall to the usual jaded oligarchs, they preferred to hand it over to me, a teenage boy (at least in body, if not in mind). I would make a much better steward or custodian of civil government, of political authority,.