The next day as Rahul finished mybreakfast and wiped myhands on mymother's sari, myfingers accidentally brushed her warm thighs. Tmyact made a new sen...ation creep through mybody. He stood still for a few moments devouring it and before mymother could look up at him, he felt the house.Tmysensation remained through out the day and when he came back home he tried to stay away from mymother fearing that she would reprimand him. mymother did not utter a word in that respect and tmybrought Rahul much. "Thatdoesn't take any magic!" "Girls, girls," said Tom, and as he did, the smug little smilethat was already on his face turned into a broad one. "Look a little closerat your friends. What do you see, about mid-body?" They didn't want to look any closer, but they did, and with vertiginoushorror they realized what he meant: each genital slit was dabbed with blood. "You see, mermaid curses don't work on me either. I'm going to killyou, but first I'm going to fuck you, and you can't do a thing. I said, "Pa, as soon as the truck is unloaded, I sure want to ask you again. I think this is real important." What is you want to ask your father, Davy?" Ma asked."It's about Niggers, Ma."She sighed and said, "Perhaps we should all talk." Nothing else was said until we took the hundred pound bag of flour, the last item, off the truck and into the house. Ma opened the firebox on the old Monarch Range and started a blaze going. Then she put the battered black porcelain covered tin coffee pot on. Her young lips slurp up Stacy's flowing honey. She moans and whimpers desperately, working harder to please her girlfriend. She's in heaven and she wants Stacy to know it. Every little noise Becca murmurs turns Stacy on further. Every time the tip of Becca's tongue reaches her clit, Stacy yelps as a surge of cunt-shaking pleasure seizes control of her body. She surrenders to the roller coaster of excitement she's riding, helpless to fight against its heroin-like highs. Oh fuck she's going to.