I look at human beings differently now. We’re all part of this big, spinning thing. It doesn’t really matter where we came from and religion doesn...��t really mean as much as everyone thinks it does. What really matters is the here and now. We strive for things and set goals, no matter how big or small. I bitch about the ignorance that plagues this planet. I bitch about the corruption. I bitch about hypocrisies. I bitch about oppression. Does it all really make a difference? Set aside the. " Why?" An obvious question, he knew it was coming."Because there's another place, back home in Chocowinity like this place, only stronger. Much stronger. You'll see. You'll find out the rest of that story while we are there for your birthday."And like Dad did with my fainting spell that first day on the ledge, I just let it go, knowing there was more to it, but willing to wait until the right time to get my answers.Dad and I didn't let our new project go however, we spent the next year trying. . inappropriate.Unfortunately, there was simply nothing appropriate about the lithe young woman to start with, and while she did seem to have a surplus of handholds, they were, like the girl herself, far from polite.She was practically nose to nose with him when he met her dark eyes; they both froze for a second before her eyes narrowed and she clawed at his face. Before she could do any lasting damage, however, she flew up and away from him.For the second time in a few hours, she was lifted. My body shuddered as they moved closer, their cocks now pressing against my hips and torso. I reached out with my right hand and grabbed hold of a cock. It stiffened appreciatively, and I rewarded it with a gentle stroke. My left hand ventured downward and did the same; this was really happening.That was the last point at which I felt I had any control. As the circle kept groping, my host positioned himself in front of me. I leaned forward, wanting to reward my soaking pussy with a deep kiss,.