I don't think you are shallow. And no, it isn't looks. But that's the only clue I can give you. I hope you won't judge me harshly. Perhaps we can conv...erse this way."That started an e-mail conversation. I liked her. I think she liked me. Then one day the conversation took a wholly unexpected, on my part, turn."Dear Secret Admirer, Ok. Since it's not looks, send me a photo." Dear Beautiful Natana, Nice try dear one. A photo. Ok here's a photo of San Francisco. I often have dreams of us together. Abris paid those sudden shouts no heed either. Whatever it was that fell, Abris certainly didn’t think it meant danger. Sin certainly got the impression that the flying orb was something of a bad omen, but in her mind, Armageddon was certainly just crazy talk of the masses. Put a group of people together, and she supposed you were bound to get those doomsayers. But what was that orb all about anyway? What was it made of? ‘My family owns an inn not far from here, so I just sort of help out with. She was on top of her sister, her perfect round ass staring me in the face. “We thought we’d get things started…you can jump in anytime you want,” she offered. Again, you never get tired of hearing that sort of thing, I mused. Where to begin, I thought to myself…I hate having to make such difficult decisions. Seeing as how I couldn’t take my eyes off Beth’s inviting ass, I put both my hands on her ass cheeks, and began to rub them. Wow, feeling her ass in my hands again was even better. “I don’t know how much more I can take watching our mothers suffer.”“You can close your eyes and refuse to watch,” said Darcy.“I can’t help watching. It’s like a car wreck that you know is coming. You can’t resist watching.”The scene opened with the three mothers, still wearing only their collars, hunched together on the floor, looking perfectly miserable. I’m not sure if they had eaten that day.I noticed that their hair looked like ours used to, a tangled mess.My mother walked in jauntily,.