1.I ask her, “Why are you smiling?”She replies, “Where am I going to see such a fucked up family? A sister is allowing her brother to fuck their... mom.”I ask her, “Why ma? Are you upset that I had to take Meena’s consent to fuck you?”She said, “No I am really happy that you both are so much in love with each other and are faithful to each other”Me – Now you are part of the group so I need to take consent of two people now onMom – What? So you are planning to fuck more women? You will ditch us and. Not about anything of real consequence or the typical exchange of common interests--just talking about past experiences, current problems, and future ambitions. It was as if we already knew each other well enough to skip all the formalities and requirements of 'getting to know each other.'That became the pattern for the next few weeks. I'd drop by once or twice after work (I rarely scheduled any experiments past six or seven; she had no such inhibitions), and chat with her while she was working. As Paul only stood five foot one and Jimwas really a site to see. Jim snapped a pencil between two fingers ashe stood baggy clothes that showed off his nipple, nose and singleearring and almost head to toe body art."S...Sorry," muttered Paul. Big Jim; however, wasn't in the mood. Hejust picked Paul up; carried him outside, and dumped him in the schooldumpster. "Why me?"Getting out of the dumpster, Paul got onto his bike and started to rideto the park before going home to start his homework. It. The chief was elected at a big meeting of the whole village, and he served for life unless he was challenged by someone else. If the challenger won, he became the new chief, but, if the challenger lost, he was run out of the village by the sheer force of being shunned. The social pressures were so great that no one ever challenged a chief for a trivial reason; it would be social suicide to do so and lose!Raven was happy to see somebody of Doug's obviously good qualities come along at this time..