The kiss was a long, hot one. They were obviously frenching. His hands gripped her naked ass and hers slid all over his broad back.The kiss broke and ...he knelt to pull his shorts down. When his cock bounced free it was already hard, and my eyes about came out of my head. He had to be ten inches long."Shit!" squealed Amanda. "You've got to be kidding me!" Cut!" yelled a man."I'm sorry," said Amanda, still staring at the cock in front of her face. "I was just surprised. He's like a horse!" I like. " Bob said seriously.Jessica snorted a laugh. "Seems simple the way you describe it." Actually, I was doing a very simple description. For example, gravity still affects those balls thrown. When a football quarterback throws the bomb, have you noticed he throws out as well as up? Well, that's because he is doing the geometry in his head.He knows that the ball will go X distance if thrown at such an angle. Gravity is pulling on his 'bomb' you see. He probably does not even know that he is doing. I must have nodded off because the bloody alarm frightened me awake. This time, however, I jumped out of bed to avoid another disaster like the day before.I worried all the way in to work about what the day would bring. I think that I was more confused, when it turned out to be very, very normal. Nine to five of typing, taking dictation and filing. There were no innuendos, my boss was the prim smartly dressed boss of the past.Next day I got in again early, and the evening went exactly as before. “A son,” Tama said, emphasizing that. “Wholly male. Oh, there is something here. A miracle. Kurtis is no human. I suspect a demigod, too. Las’s son, perhaps. It would explain his abilities. The way he has taken control of the Treasure Box.”I couldn’t believe that this was happening.“How intriguing,” Mona purred. She studied my dragon-mother, still twisting her nipple. “So, Matar, Illth, or Henta is your mother. And then you went and fucked Las. How was he?”“Incredible,” my mother said, her.