”“I’m serious, Mom.”“Hang on. Let me get your dad in on this.” I could hear her yell “Hugh, pick up the phone. Our son’s got news.”I... heard a click, then “Hey son. Still in Arkansas?”“Yessir. But we’re coming down this coming weekend.”“‘We’?”“Yessir. Me and your new daughter-in-law.”“Don’t joke, son...”“Serious, Dad.”“Son,” Mom said. “This isn’t...”“This is right, Mom. Sunny and I have been working together for weeks. She’s...”“She’s working with YOU?”“Yep. My work buddy. Best friend.”“Son,. I’ll pass the request along to our engineers and have an answer for you tomorrow night.”The next morning beside my bed was an example of the crossbow. Now that was faster service than I had expected! I put the weapon to my shoulder and found that it was a perfect fit. I suppose that I should have expected that because my body dimensions were readily available. Uh-oh, the stock was too long for Mara from the shoulder to the trigger.That was something else that I should have expected. There was. “Don’t get soused again,” she teases me.I laugh. “This drink only, I didn’t enjoy the other time,” I tell her.“Seriously, honey, you know how risky it could be,” she warns, the smile leaving her face. “It could get a little nasty if he didn’t believe you, but nothing that couldn’t be fixed. But what if he did believe you?”“Yes,” I say. “If it becomes known then I am a one-man freak show, unable to walk the streets in peace—if I am even allowed to walk them at all. All come to talk to me, study. Damian had crept silently out of the attic and snuck up behind her as she turned on the stove. Without any warning, she felt her skirt being pushed up, and then suddenly, his thick veiny cock was buried balls-deep inside of her."Careful. You don't want to get burned," he whispered teasinglyFiona moaned softly and pushed back with her cunt wanting every pulsating hard inch punched inside her womb. She wanted it to feel as if her entire insides were bruised and beaten."You are such a dirty little.