What really changes is how we report them for the consumption of the following generations.An apple can grow in an orchard in the Great Pacific Northw...st and fall to the ground with the law of gravity. That fact would always remain a constant in the universe, but the success or failure of most historical endeavors only filter through to the new waves of future human beings tainted by the bias of the person or persons writing the textbooks. Nothing I had encountered in the past was as striking. " Am I ever ready to go home!" My home in Salem, Bridgette. What I have to say is going to take some explaining. I have a feeling from Jotan's hasty exit; you have a story as well. You can't do it at home, my dear. My grand daughter would kill me. That wouldn't be good. I can explain, and another day or two, I can make it as right as it can be made -- but please. As a favor to your old granny -- give me that time. I know you want to go home, but I wouldn't ask if this wasn't important." I have. It will be my pleasure," she mused.She removed her T-shirt as I got comfortable between her smooth legs. Spreading her legs only opened her slightly. I started by kissing her thighs. First one then the other, getting closer to the center each time I switched sides. Soon I was licking her slit. Cream was oozing out of her and I lapped up every drop."Oh, yes. I like that. Kiss me there again. You make my cunt so hot," she moaned.I spread her slit open and found her clit with my tongue. It was. " I love catfish," she said. "What are you using... chicken guts?" She moved up to sit beside him, and their thighs touched warmly as she wiggled into a comfortable position."No, I'm trying calf liver at the moment, just to see what it is they want." Can I hold your pole for you?" she asked. She giggled softly as her hand slid into his lap and grasped the soft shaft of his cock."Christ, yes!" he said. "You can hold that pole any time, Shel baby!" He groaned pleasurably as she worked the shaft.