I had to spend some time at the library, looking at information on how to make wine, so I would be ready when the time came.I applied for a permit to ...make and sell a limited amount of wine in other non-restricted counties. I think I was probably the first person in the entire region that actually was going to have some legal homemade alcoholic beverage. I ordered two dozen more barrels and a hundred one gallon jugs and began filling the jugs to get rid of the wine I already had. Some of it was. The other wives brought her into my bedroom, wrapped in a fur. With some ceremony, they unveiled her, and I had to admit, she was pretty, in an undeveloped sort of way. Her chest was very nearly flat and her pussy looked like that of a young girl. I wondered if she really had been fucked before. I knew that 13 was considered prime marriageable age in this time and place, but I wondered if it hadn't been pushed a bit for Butterfly.She looked scared to death, but that might have been the fact. Beth was a beautiful, blonde, blue eyed tomboy. We were inseparable. Not only was she my best friend, for many years she was my ONLY friend. When she was 8 years old Beth told me that I was going to marry her someday. I laughed and told her that I was never getting married. Things started to change when we went to Jr. High. One day after school she invited me to the Sadie Hawkins dance. I turned her down. She cried and ran away. I had never made her cry like that before, and I did not like it.. "You could wear that bikini you bought last summer, the orange one."Well, at least he wasn't wanting nude shots. But, would this encourage him to see me as a sexual woman rather than his mother, I wondered.But then he'd taken pictures of me at the beach already, what was the difference, I wondered. And, maybe it would be fun."If we did this, you'd have to take it down before your friends came over, I don't need all your pals ogling me like that."He laughed, saying, "Oh, Mom, they're ogling you.