I made my aching way through small settlements and smaller crossroads called, among the ones that I do remember, Brandon's Camp, Cedar Springs, Wood's...Fort, Canebreak, Seneca and Hammond's Store. Then I came to Ninety-Six, which had been, according to some friendly locals who shared a jug of very potent whisky with me, an important trading post since Hector was a pup and Moses a beardless youth."Twas the place them Cherokee devils come to trade," my oldest drinking friend said, raking out his. Jeannie liked to think of it as a mother daughter friendship without any sexual activity other than maternal hugs and kisses on the cheek.Jeannie particularly liked her chummy mummy to wear nylons and high heels and indeed wore the same herself. She knew that Laura had the same shoe fetish and also loved high heels and between them they had a hundred pairs of shoes at home.The reason for wanting to be with an older woman was threefold. First Jeannie and her husband pretty much led separate. I looked at Nico and his cock and back at mum confused. Was he going to cut my tongue out? I thought. Nico my nosy daughter has a lying mouth teach her a lesson in cock. She smugly said. I stared at it and then looked at mum again. Pleeaase! I pleaded. The temptation to run was there but mum pushed me down as I attempted to get up. Nico then grabbed hold of my hair and forced his cock inside my mouth. It went down my throat and choked me. Tears ran down my cheeks as I struggled for air. I waved. ’ Brian’s father a lifelong carpenter and artist himself, hadn’t been hugely pleased with his son enlisting in the air force even if I did provide the education he wanted his only son to get. I hugged him tightly and only loosened my hold to jump excitedly against him thanking him over and over. I stepped away and slid my fingers over the satin smooth tip of one richly grained wing. ‘I’m goanna put it in my bedroom so it can be the last and first thing I see every day.’ I thanked him for.