" He looked at me, and I just looked back. He was going to have to say it himself. He blushed furiously, and I was starting to wonder if he'd ever get...around to it."It's called 'NiS'. Kind of: Genus, Pictures; Species, Anzu; Subspecies, NiS. It's for pictures of you during your Program week."I smiled. I couldn't help it. Not that I was happy with this whole picture idea, of course. The idea of nudie pics of myself, available for viewing by somebody else whenever he likes, with no control from. Luggage in hand, you walk up to the door, knocking loudly on it. After a few moments, it swings open, the bright, smiling face of your mother the first thing in your sight. Even now, well into her forties, she looked good as she did over a decade ago. She put a lot of work into keeping her body healthy, and it showed. She wrapped her arms around you and pulled you into a tight hug.Her breasts squished against your chest, something you are very aware of. You've never known her size exactly,. I ate what I could from the fish and sipped water from my water tube. Grinning to myself that Derwen wouldn't know I was wearing it outside my armor. She thought it wasn't very lordly or noble of me. I spat out the taste of fish with the water and adjusted my fanny pack. It was full of my little shot packs for the flare gun. Sounds of horses, mules and men filled the camp. The mist swirled as Ferry and I walked the tent line, looking for sergeants and men-at-arms. Men huddled around camp fires. My Mom’s asshole was slick and wet. Her butthole puckered slightly like it was winking at us.Barry shoved the candy bar into my Mom’s asshole about half-way. It gave her the impression of having a chocolate tail sticking out of her butt.Erica became ansy as if she was impatient but also trying to avoid speaking. “Please don’t tell Barry he can punish me too! I’ve humiliated him time and time again when he tried to arm wrestle me or beat me in board games. I’ve made fun of his foolish outfits.