I knew without deep thought that my search for the meaning of Manifest Destiny was not as well-planned as the expedition of Lewis and Clark, but I had... expected some sort of closure in reaching my geographic goals with more success than I really thought possible.I felt guilty under the spreading shade of those giant trees knowing from the viewpoint of basic science that every time I pulled the trigger on my Spencer or one of my bloodletting handguns or hopped into the sack with some delectable. " The old man comforted her. "Now you know who and what you face. We will go back now."In the twinkle of an eye, perhaps, Charissa found herself and the old man sitting at the table as if nothing ever happened. "I can't believe it was my own mother who killed my father. How could she?" Understand, Charissa, it is not her fault. She has become one of the night walkers, what we would call in my country Nukekubi. Simply put she is one of the living dead, a vampire. Her need to feed is like a. We ate more slowly as we gradually filled up. One last trip up for some deserts and we were more than full. We paid our bill and left a good tip and said good bye to Penny when we left."So, now what would you like to do my ladies?" I asked."Oh, I am so full, I just want to go back to our apartments and lie down" said Vicky."Me too, Michael, let's go and relax for a bit and then we can decide what to do later" Becky agreed."Home it is Ladies" I said and drove us back to our apartments. We got. She gave me another slow turn allowing me a nice side view of her breasts that were slightly drooping with turned up nipples. She hooked her thumbs in the triple strings and pushed down revealing a nicely trimmed triangular patch of brown pubic hair that was perfectly covered by that white material. After a moment for me to look, mom then lowered them further until they were at her knees. From there they fell down around her ankles where she stepped out of them.Mom then walked toward me in my.