A hundred times, or so it seemed, I had begun to tap in words, and then deleted them. ‘Rubbish, all bloody rubbish,’ I silently wailed. ‘I’ll ...ever be able to write another story, ever.’ Chapter 1.The Mountain Hideaway. It had started weeks before, this confounded inability to string two words together in an intelligible manner, sod it. I had ranted and raved as I’d paced the floor of the flat, until my flatmate, Ivor, said, ‘For God’s sake Chris, going on like this is getting you nowhere, and. His acceptance and permission was so rare and encouraging to me. I slipped off my pants, whipped out my cock and began stroking while I continued to look through his magazine. He passed back vasoline he says he likes to use. Better yet, he flicked on the TV for me and before I knew it, I was barreling down the road at 60mph watching a porn video while jacking off. Doesn’t get any better than this he said. I agreed. I could see him glancing into the mirror checking on me but was not at all. Her hands were on my cock, trying to get it back inside her. Being quite a bit shorter than me, she had to stand on her toes and still had to bend my cock down in a painful angle to maneuver the tip between her lips. Getting it inside her was almost impossible.After a couple of unsuccessful attempts, I grabbed mom’s ass and lifted her onto the countertop. She leaned back against the wall and readily spread her legs for me. Now her pussy was at a perfect height for me to enter, but before I took. You start at the sound and look around, wondering if anyone else had heard. You don’t see any people similarly startled, but you do notice a floating window hovering in the center of your field of vision. What the fuck? You think as you begin to read the words laid out before you. “Invalid response. A quest has been issued. Will you accept it?” The voice responds to your unvoiced thought.Answer the CallA quest has been issued to you. Will you accept it and answer the call?If you accept you will.