The next day I went to her home with my mom, My mom and her mom were talking having a cup of coffee in their verandah, I was in their hall watching Tv... She was coming near to Tv with a cause and throwing herself onto me. As usual I was afraid our moms may catch us.Then she made the boldest action I ever faced, She took my hand and placed it directly on her pussy, She was wearing a skirt with an underwear so it became easy for my hand to go in. I too dared and started playing with her pussy, She. ”“I know that, too, baby, and, so does he.”Mary had made a huge pot of a thick beef, barley and vegetable stew, brimming with goodness and energy. She served it with a hearty European style bread she had purchased at the local bakery. My parents, Abby and Betty had eaten and gone skiing.“I tried to wake Cathy. She has been asleep almost sixteen hours now. I think you need to go check her,” Mary said after I finished my second bowl.Cathy was on her back, snoring lightly, arms splayed. I sat. ‘They’re waiting for you inside,’ she said. ‘Go right in.’ ‘They?’ He walked past the secretary’s desk, declining to ask her who else was in the inner office. He knocked on the door and opened it. ‘Come in, Jim,’ the Professor said as he sat at his meeting table. ‘Come right in.’ Jim looked around. Professor Stark was seated at the head of the table. To his right was an empty chair that Jim assumed was reserved for him. In the two chairs on the Professor’s left were the two men whom from. .. maybe not a huge amount, but enough that this is not a non-stop sex romp.As to why I wrote this story, while I sometimes enjoy stories that involve someone who gains the ability to rewrite the world around him or bring their fantasies to life, they've always seemed extraordinarily unreal. They rely on magic powers or supernaturally powerful "science". The aliens in these stories might as well arrive in genie lamps waving magic wands. Don't misunderstand me; I know that doesn't make them bad.