You look just like your dad. That's how I knew who you were." I'm confused." I just finished reading one of your dad's books. It has a picture of him ...on the back dust jacket. You look just like him. And on the first page it says, 'Dedicated to my son, Kyle, who is my inspiration.' He's a terrific writer, Kyle." I've never seen his books. Have no idea what the titles are. He wasn't living with us at the time."They were moving again, and Sarah directed him to her house. It was one of those that. Why? How? ‘Though…’ Ian turned and planted himself in front of her. ‘I’m curious.’ His eyes traveled and rested on her lips, her Kyle-claimed/invaded lips that parted slightly as if anticipating another pair’s caress. ‘About what?’ she asked with a semi-shaky voice. Her eyes were moist and her hair blew in the wind and Ian loved the way she blushed uncontrollably. ‘About who gives better kisses. And whether or not your lips taste as funny as your forehead.’ ‘Oh…’ Wow.Sara bit her bottom lip and. " Oh, yeah, I'm sure."Richie began massaging her knees with his cock still wrapped in Mildred's hand. He can feel her manicured fingernails digging deep into his flesh, not minding one bit. He was fully aroused and hard as a rock. He turned around looking straight into Mildred's eyes, staring at her as if for the first time. He looked at her gray hair, crow's feet, and turkey neck, still finding her arousing and sensual. It was Richie's first experience with an older woman, especially a granny. They certainly recruited their members from a variety of places.“Yeah, no doubt,” he replied. “But if it’s any consolation, Security Chief, we killed everything bigger than a mud worm on that planet. Never did find the Queen’s chamber in that maze of tunnels, but we cleared most of ‘em out, starved ‘em of resources. When the Drones stop coming to the surface, you know they’re done. No doubt some future colonist will explore the tunnels and find her emaciated corpse, serves the fuckers right.”“I.