" As the weeks andmonths went by I tried to adjust to having a beautiful woman of my ageliving in the same house with me that it was off limits to fli...rt with.However, one night after Dad had gone to bed she was downstairs in thekitchen fixing some toast and I had a tremendous shock when I had alsogone looking for something to eat. I saw her standing there in front ofthe toaster dressed only in a silky short pink slip. I had the urge toflee the situation and rush back upstairs but I saw that she. ’ ‘That ought to give us some room.’ We found the sign that marked this trail and began our ascent. There were far fewer steps on this trail and we often had to scramble on our hands and knees to get up the slippery rocks. The trees began to thin out and we could see we had climbed into the misty clouds. After about 30 minutes, I wanted to find a place to sit. We looked around and spied a ledge that looked comfortable. Sasha put the ponchos on the damp rock and we sat back to enjoy our. "Sarah breathed a sigh of relief. If the cook got down on her, she could end up fired by the Misses. Especially now, she didn't want to lose her job. That little son of a bitch had ruined her and she wanted to get ruined on a regular basis over and over again. To think that a twelve-year-old could be hung like that was unbelievable. He had almost crippled her causing her to retreat back to her parents house for bed rest. She had the same recurring dream over and over again since night before. “Yes,” the queen said.“Yes,” said the sister. “That is the prince.”“Course I’m the fucking prince,” said the prince.“The fucking prince, your highnesses,” said the herald and sounded the sackbut. The prince’s tiny crown went flying.“Well, shall we start the wedding?” asked the king.“I should be going,” said the man who was evidently not the prince.“Wait, you!” croaked the prince. “I’d have vengeance on the man who has ruined my bride!”“Ruined?” said the king.“Oh dear,” the queen said.“Jolly.