..why do I always have to gather food for you again...", said the you pokemon cleary irritated by her mother. "Because im your mother, and because I t...ld you to, I warned you that you would have to help me with your brother...you have to stop doing things just for yourself sometime krystal, you're helping whether you like it or not. "Fine...", krystal headed off into the trees looking for berries and plants for them to eat, the two greninja's lived in a small forest area abundant with food and. I passed a brown skinned middle aged Latino man sitting on a park bench who greeted me as though he knew me. For a moment I thought it was kind of strange, my parents always told me never to talk to strangers. However, trying to be the polite young boy I was brought up to be, I said hello and kept walking home.Each day as I left school, there he was sitting at the bench almost as if he was purposely waiting for me to walk by. As time went by he became friendlier, trying to engage me in. .No. It being real made the most sense. Whatever was behind Alan's preaching (and it WAS preaching), she had felt it. Felt the truth. It was truer than Sunday School had been. Then again, her book on astrology had seemed truer than that, and she had felt most of that horoscope stuff had been crap. Her a Libra? No way.Satisfied, she slipped into the day's outfit. A skirt. She definitely wanted to wear a skirt. She couldn't say why. Something about exposing her legs, having herself covered, yet. I first started having sex when I was Jenny's age. I loved it, and I couldn't get enough. Your old mom is a bit of a nympho, Sweetie. I had to have it all the time." Mom frowned. "After your father died, I pushed my sex drive down deep into a part of me that I've kept locked up for four years. But seeing your beautiful naked body and your big fat hard cock unlocked that part of me, Rick." I was a little shocked by all of this. Also, I'd never heard my mom say, "Cock" before, or anything.