If I lost that ability ... the ability to see through the aura to the person ... I think I’d be unhappy. Like Mom sometimes is.”“You’d adapt. ...I am. Even Mom sees inanimate objects perfectly clearly. It’s only people she gets nervous about,” I said.“That’s why the dark glasses,” Morgan said. “They mute the brightness of the aura so I can see through to the mundane.”“That’s an interesting choice of words.”“Yeah. But, you know? People ... Ordinary-sighted people don’t realize how beautiful that. All 3 events had to be consecutiveIt was, I thought, a good system that I had finally evolved. It rewarded a higher position but not too much. It rewarded sexfighters who competed more often. It allowed the introduction of new blood and gave fairly quick movement up and down the scale. Eg a woman defeated by a challenger started competing again quickly by accepting challenges to get the number of fights to challenge another. After the 5th year and 10 championships it was a successful product. You had tried to play mediator between them, to no avail. Even worse, this situation had driven a wedge between you and her and even though she was graceful enough not to say it directly, you could see it in her eyes : she blamed you for it. And that resentment slowly drove you two apart. You still talked to eachother, you still had affection for one another and you did occasionally sleep together, but as the years went by you felt that bond between you grow weaker and weaker still. You didn't. My hands where already busy pleasuring my self. I rubbed my clit steadily. But watching my mom get nailed apparently made me even more horny. My pussy was telling me that now is the time to be an unhindered nympho and just finger myslef as hard as i could. So.....i did. I watched as the two fucked in the shower. "Oh fuck!",cried mom, "Come on! Fuck me just like that! Yeah!" Gsgangrel kept his rhythm going, "I guess being a slut runs in the family huh?" "You have no idea baby.....", mom.