Awk." That rather amused him and he agreed, but it did get a little tiring to have technical, erotic, and romantic comments prefaced with "Arrgh, mate...y!" That, at least, was abandoned. Terry, however, insisted the parrot's plumage be brilliant blue, and addressed it as Norwegian.There was no quick agreement on the name of the avatar. Terry fought a losing battle for Tinkerbelle. Norwegian, however, it would be, and, Terry was told, if he didn't like it, he would pine for the fjords.Back in his. They truly were innocent days. “Shit - yes please!” I whispered, almost disbelieving that this was actually happening.“Since you’re here we’ll take her knickers off,” said Bobby. “It’s a bastard trying to get them back on her afterwards when I’m by myself but it shouldn't be a problem with two of us. I usually just pull them to one side but you’ll want a good look.”“Have you done this a lot then?” I asked and Bobby told me he’d first m*****ed his mother about a year back. “I was fucking. I know that if someone saw me i probably ganna get laught at. so i started practicing by wearing the jeans and going outside my house like in the back when it was night. it really felt so good. the tightness on my hips and ass and seeing the sexy flare of the jeans made me feel so femenine. I couldnt believe it. but i wanted to go further more. so one day i put my sexy jeans and drove to the video rental store.there was people inside so i kind of waited till there was the mininum customers and. It was about 1 am and she asked me what she should do. I was a bit lost for what to say as I didn't want to be guilty of grooming her so I asked her if it happened often and how did she know it was her father and not her mother. She then startled me by saying that she had, on occasion, peaked out of her bedroom door and seen him.I then asked her if she thought her father had any thoughts about her and she confessed that sometimes she had caught him looking between her legs when she was sat down.