I told her that I liked fucking her and the girls and I loved them being preganat, she told me that they all are enjoying the fact that they are with ...hild. mom told me that I had to take control of my father's harem, I said (HAREM) yes john your father was a very powerful man and he had many women and men.I looked at her and said mom I don't mind fucking women but men don't do anything for me, mom tells me that I need to bring my true inner heart to the surface and that control of everyone. After he went on a crazy unfaithful binge, I decided to get some of my own. This story is about one of my favorites!I work in the entertainment business. At the time of this story, I was working for a management company. Our client list was A list country music performers. I handled tour advancement, all things about each tour date. One of our artists, who is quite a popular singer, was up for some country music awards. He needed a date for the awards show and I was selected to be just that. I. "Why is there a painting of James Doohan in here?" I'll only answer if you call me Albus," the painting demanded in a cheery tone.As Harry's hand wrapped around the hilt, a wave of power ran through his body. Harry hoisted the sword up and held it triumphantly over his head."Fine. Albus, why is there a painting of James Doohan in here?" repeated Hermione."I was playing a little joke on my predecessors," Albus chuckled. "You see, Hogwarts is in Scotland, and Mr. Doohan played a character called. As one entered the camp, there was a "social hall" on the left that had once been a barn. On the right was the kitchen building with a covered outdoor patio where all our dining tables were. Another barn on the property was our "recreation building," and the former homestead was the office and summer quarters for the camp's owners. In front of the social hall was a small meadow with a flagpole where the camp bugler would sound reveille each morning at 7am to get the camp up for breakfast and.