The notion was absurd to him in the light of his present life and he knew that. It was just the way that he felt inside, that was all. Reading Eden’...s letters didn’t do a thing for his heart and the tragic load that he carried. But they did make him smile as he remembered her and they also made him ache in the nicest way to hold little Katryn once more. And THAT gave him what he needed to go on. It was a small and quiet flame deep within his breast, but it was enough. He’d come a long way and. Gravity sucks, not pulls. One hundred ninety one miles. If it was at optimum angle 45 degrees it was at least 120 miles up before it came down. But ... there is always a but ... Oregon possesses a good sized piece of Yellowstone caldera ... not house sized but damn big ... six hundred twenty-one miles.That was all in aid of nothing in particular.Davis suggested that the geologist take a busman’s holiday and visit me. Davis called after the fella was on the way.“Hello Karen.”“Doctor Davis .... Even blind men wish for light to shine yet before their lives are ended. These folk just tread on, and never give things a second thought. He wouldn't spare them more than a passing thought.His road was about to take him through the Widelands, an unforgiving place. Few had made the passing, and even fewer were left sane and unscathed in body, soul and mind once they did. There were stories and legends about the Widelands that were passed down from generation to generation, in many places and in. "I was wondering about it." Then wonder no more, darling. Kiss it all you want," Donna mewled. "Kiss Mother's cunt and lick it and suck it... all you want!" What if I don't do it right, Mom?" Then you'll have to keep doing it until you do it right," she giggled, pulling the lips of her cunt open, exposing the wet pinkness to his hot eyes.Mike laughed in a boyish sound. He ran hand over his mother's cunt, feeling the wetness, the exciting heat, then through the soft hair. Her pussy was.