Is the woman we just saw in the yellow kurti, the real Angel Liya? Or, should I ask if the slutty bitch riding the hard cocks, in all these porn video...s, is your mom?! Hahaha! How did you get this picture, man? Look at your mom’s tits. Begging to be groped.”Roshan said this to my son, seeing my photo, further making me feel humbled. But also more curious to know which photo of mine was being ogled at by his friends.“Well. We are glad you had this photo of your mom with you. This is good enough. What’s that old saying, ‘There is nothing either good of bad, but thinking makes it so.’ The same quote applied to happiness.”“Hamlet,” Sheila retorted. “I think Emerson wrote something similar and all sorts of metaphysical authors since, including Carl Jung.”We were quiet a minute and Sheila said, “There’s a side of me you don’t know about.”“And what side is that?” I asked in a pleasant tone.“I’m bisexual.”I chortled, “Good. You’ll fit right in with the rest of the girls.”Sheila looked. "I'm glad to be here to please you my princess, I guess it would be safe to say you enjoyed the evening." We lay there in the dark, sheets warm and wet, the smell of sex filling the darkened room. I began to tell her about my hearing people in the spare room. After a pause she answered. "Must have been Carla, I think she may have a little thing for your young friend Sonny. I told Carla what you told me about his fat cock and I suspect she needed to see for herself. Carla can be such a. ” Jarganth nodded, as he slumped into his command chair, resigned to his fate.John leaned forward and pressed a button on his console, ending the call. He looked around the bridge, and all the young women assembled there stared up at him in amazement.“We did it,” he said with a relieved grin, and the girls went wild, whooping and cheering.“I can’t believe they just surrendered!” Dana gasped, shaking her head with a huge grin on her face.“That carrier is massive! I thought we had no chance.