The formatting of the message that the symbols represented was very unusual. Nearly every ancient translation Cody had seen, except for shipping lists...and similar lists, had been in some type of prose. Studies had concluded that ancient man used oral history to pass knowledge from the older generation to younger generations. Oral history, couched in prose, made the histories easier to memorize, and easier to ensure that the stories didn't change radically over time. The studies claimed that. She didn’t stay around for Alyssa to get in the water and left. The tub seemed like the only way avoid the cold. Chills had started to creep at her young body. Alyssa stepped in the cog. The water was hotter than she had expected. But it had been so long since she had bathed, she didn’t really mind. Slowly she lowered herself down in the steaming water. When her shoulders reached the surface, she heard the door creek open. A pretty blonde girl walked in the room, carrying a pile of brown. Her eyes were sparkling and her face was turning red. By heavens she was turned on by it. “I was wondering, umm, you know” she began. I smiled. “You want to be fucked by a big dildo don’t you” I whispered. She went ever redder and nodded. “Ok” I said “I don’t know where you would buy such a thing but I will check around”. Of course I knew. The same place I had bought my vibrator. But I thought I would tease her a bit before I magically found what she obviously wanted.Toni had bought her. Here he'd fucked around -- only not in the literal sense -- and I'd knocked his sexy blonde wife up with my child instead of his. I didn't fucking feel sorry for him; he could have given Mandy a baby anytime -- although I realized there was a lot more behind it than that. Mandy was the one who'd said she'd never wanted children and that's why I'd always fucked her in the raw, knowing that she was on birth control because of her intent of never being a mother. When Mandy changed her mind, I.