”“Yeah”, I said. “We’re preparing the Wexford Carol for New Year.” Mum gulped. “It’s an ancient Irish song. Lots of ornaments in the a...rangement we’re doing.”“Wait”, said Dad. “You’re singing then?”“And playing”, I said. “Fiona’s on the recorder.”“Oh, but then what do you play?” he said.Really? How could they have forgotten?“Um, Dad? I play the violin, of course. Aideen--Fiona’s mum--has one, and has been letting me use it.”Mum and Dad looked at each other. They were upset, and I couldn’t. Oland and his father sat and talked for several hours, after sending Beatra home. Berandal had a hard time believing his son's story, until Roland pulled out the gems. There was more than Roland first saw in the pouch, when they were all dumped out on the table.Along with the emeralds and diamonds, there were rubies and sapphires. There was also a very heavy ring, that was the last piece out. the voice in Roland's head gloated."Power ring?" Roland asked out loud, startled.Berandal looked at his. "Ever been with a woman Rosie?"Rose shook her head in the negative again, not trying to stop Carla from undoing the buttons of her pajama tops. Her mature breasts were exposed to Carla who took the opportunity to caress them gently. Rose's nipples ached from their hard arousal. Carla took one erect nipple into her mouth running her tongue across it as she sucked it."Stop Carla. Brad might walk in on us." Who cares Rosie. Maybe he wants to stick his prick in my mouth too." Carla swapped to. She and her younger bro were present at her home. Her brother went out to play with his frends. I decided to give company till her brother comes. We chatted and teased , fought each other while playing silly games. While playing i unknowingly i touched her breasts. there is no reaction from her. I decided to touch her again still there is no response.Again and again i touched breasts as if we are playing or fighting. Later she decided to cook food for her and her brother. I dont know how i got.