That’s when he heard the song, the old soft rock piece from the 70s singing about the woman who shattered some man’s illusions of love. Yeah, that... made sense. Just what Nick always nagged him about, living in a dream, an illusion, rather than the cynical stark reality Nick resided in.At home Mel was careful not to open a bottle of anything stronger than a Miller, sipping slow, pacing back and forth and going through a thousand thoughts about Tracy, and Nick, and of course himself. He was sure. Mom had been blessed with beauty, dancers legs, brains and boobs ... I have to admit she was short ... I was catching up in the height department ... but the boobs? Nope. Not even a pimple.Mom had never worried about gravity ... she still looked a fresh eighteen ... boobs to match."Started your period yet?" Mom!" You will ... and soon." Mom!" Got your supplies?" MOM!!"I don't know how I could blush harder ... the cousins had waved the red flag of womanhood weeks ago ... and made sure I knew. " She did, and her subconscious built Claiborne as a reaction. She has a lot more control over what her mind does now, which was something we had to teach her. We do that to everyone at Claiborne and the other two top-flight schools, whether the kids realize it or not. It makes them learn faster, and able to process and use the information a lot more rapidly than the average person." Even outside the Construct?" We're training the mind, so yes, outside of the Construct."Jared thought about that. She was loving eating pussy, and she thought of her mother and her sister eating each other, wondering if they liked it as much as she did right now. She moved her mouth up to encircle the throbbing clit and worked two fingers into the writhing cunt opening. Then, on impulse, she snaked her fingers along the crack of Cindy's ass. What a kick, she thought. I'm going to fuck my cousin in the ass, and she's gonna love it. As her finger reached the tiny, puckered opening, she felt Cindy stiffen a.