I have already discussed this with Wogal, and he agrees completely. In fact, he will nominate you at the meeting of all the people. Please agree to ta...e the job. Times are changing, and our people need your guidance."How could I argue with such a request. His phrasing and the look in his eyes told me that Umgallah meant every word. "I am in no hurry to succeed you, My Chief and Father, but I will do as you ask. I will always try to follow the example you have set!" At that point, I began to. You hear him lick his fingers and smell the lust even stronger on him. You are determined to maintain control, “let me taste your fingers”. Dave puts his fingers close to your nose, “I’ll be nice and let you smell”. You think to yourself, “if I ever get my hands on him”. The nails, his nails are sliding across your chest. Dave pinches each of your nipples followed by a sharp slap to each tit you feel the sting. You begin wondering what is next. You had no idea how sensual Dave is, nor how. I wondered how long she would breast feed it. Surely she wanted to get back on her meds. I couldn’t imagine having to get up in the morning without mine. “I’m sorry, I just can’t seem to find the energy to get up today. I haven’t cooked any dinner for you, but as soon as the baby’s done I’ll go get something.” “That’s okay, mom, I understand,” I said, though I didn’t really. At sixteen, it was all about me. How could she lay around all day and not give a shit about dinner for me, when I was. One of them was making out with her, the other was licking her neck. I didn’t care. I wasn’t in the mood. I woke up then. I just lay in bed thinking about all that I had just dreamed. It had certainly been hot, but there were too many other conflicting emotions for me to care. It hadn’t been long since our faithful night where she had told me we ‘had to talk about it’. How many months had it been now? Two? Had I really already managed to survive that long? Yeah, about that. It hadn’t been.