Besides, I have bad luck when it comes to love, you know that." I sighed, pushing my bangs out of my face glancing toward my window. It was ten o'cloc...k and the moon was out. No clouds in sight so the stars could be seen perfectly. I looked at Sarah. She was very pretty. Heart shaped face, round baby blue eyes, reddish-brown hair that came an inch or two above her waist, cute freckles that danced across her nose, 5'3, and weighed about 120 pounds. So it's not so much that she 'has bad luck with. I went in the cafeteria, where she went, met her and we sat outside, and after a brief conversation, she went to shower, and I was in the place we agreed waiting by my car, and once she came, off I went with the car.Her low cut top, very generous in showing her cleavage was slightly distracting while I was driving. It's strange, after you fuck a girl several times, it is finally OK for both of you (or at least for me) to sit and do something without those distractions. Then the distractions. "Son," my mother spoke up before I could respond, "you're being rude. This isn't something that should be talked about publicly." Oh shut up Mother," I snapped back in exasperation. "Do you even hear yourself? You're the one who tried to seduce me the very first day we were on this rock and now you're sounding like a prude." Adam," Emma cried out sternly, looking like she was about to give me an earful. I cut her off as well."Enough," I shouted back at her and everyone else. "I don't want to. I deeply thanked The Mother for the skills and eyes of an experienced hunter-gatherer and the body of a Zulu warrior in his prime. I slept once more, secure in a place that celebrated The Mother, no matter how old and disused it may be. The Mother may have been almost forgotten in that land by most but she had at least one true devotee--me.After my morning prayers and ablutions I sat on the temple steps to plan. I knew that Mother had plans for me that involved more than me parking my fat butt.