He saw them!!" Margie wailed in tears and fright."Oh, Margie, we agreed to go slowly with this one. He is obviously much stronger than we first though...t," Katie told her distraught sister."What happened?" I asked after a bit. "Is Mary Margaret going to be all right?" Yes, my sister will be all right," Mary Kate said in a resigned voice. "She shouldn't have tried to kiss you. She has ruined everything now." Ruined what?" I asked."You are more powerful than even we suspected!" Mary Kate said,. She thengrabbed the ax from it's corner beside the hearth and headed outside tochop up some fire wood.I bet you've been wondering about Little Red Riding Hood, right? Wellhere's the part where the li'l darlin' comes in. So quit fidgeting andI'll tell you the rest of the story.You see, barely moments after Grandma left, Red Riding Hood walked in thedoor (Grandma had left the door unlocked so it would be easier to bring inthe firewood) and greeted the Wolf as if he were Grandma. Now Red, blessher. A finger brushing a hip; A hand gliding along an ass cheek; A finger curling pubic hair, all done as a matter of fact none of it sexual at all. Keri and I were playful and loving and sharing.In late August, I was laying outside one Sunday afternoon. The weather was just starting to turn from the high heat of the summer to the comfortable heat of the fall. My lounge chair was set so that I was sitting up. I was taking in the beauty of the day and the back yard. The birds were twittering about.. The tip of his cock, pushing insistently against the button holding his uniform pants closed, pulsed with blood, and leaked enough precum into the denim of his pants that a wet spot appeared."Mmmmmmmmm..." his mother moaned softly, as she drew her finger out of her mouth again. A long, white streamer of liquid followed. Jay goggled, knowing that it was too thick to be spit; it hung for a moment, suspended between her fingertip and her pursed lips, then snapped, flying back onto her chin, a.