“Are you a submissive, a slut or a slave? 50 questions to test your sexuality”. Why not she thought. See what the test made of the things which co...nstantly swirled round her head. The fantasies which became more detailed the more she explored. The stories which made her wet. She got a blank piece of paper not able to write in the book. She began to read the questions and write the answers on the piece of paper. They asked about her sexual experience her fantasies, sexual acts ached to explore,. She didn’t get much sleep that night and she was anxious to get to Pappy’s. A nightmare had awakened her in the middle of the night. From what she could recall, it was mostly about a huge swarm of locusts being swept up in a tremendous flood, and she saw Noah’s ark. Joshua’s latest Harley project was a 1951 Panhead. ‘Why the name Panhead?’ Rachael had asked. ‘Look,’ he pointed to the motor cover, ‘Doesn’t that look like an upside down pan?’ This Panhead now sat in Joshua’s driveway with a FOR. ‘And look what she’s playing with?’ He looked to his daughter. ‘No wait, I bet the elves did that too.’ ‘They did!’ Anne insisted. ‘Can’t ya see them?’ She pointed and ran toward the table. ‘Right there.’ Mr. Bradford looked to the table, then back to his daughter. ‘Right there, are they? Pray tell, what do they look like?’ ‘One is a pretty blue like the sky and the other looks like a furry pencil eraser.’ ‘Alright young lady,’ Mr. Bradford said, grabbing the child by the wrist. ‘That’s about. My body was tight against his soapy back. Slippery, frictionless, rubbing.... my hands explored his nipples... lower.... then I felt his hand on mine moving my attentions downwards... I felt his pubic hair under my finger tips. He moved my hand lower. Murmured..."Do it... you want to... I want you to..."I reached down and could feel his erect penis. I took it into my hand. The lather and warm water made it easy for me to stroke his cock. I began humping myself against his body in time with my.