" It's good that it is. Can you imagine what someone like Carol Flagler would do if he was able to do magic?"She thought for a moment and then gave a ...little shudder. "That would be awful."I got back to making my sigil. Mary sat on the end of the couch and practiced relaxing and breathing. For a first effort, she kept at it longer than I would have if I hadn't had internal help. Her ability to suppress boredom was better than mine, but she did wander off after a while.When I was satisfied with. Talk about embarrassment. There in the doorway stood my 50 year old son, looking at me. “Sorry mum,” he apologised, never taking his eyes off my breasts, “But when I walked in I heard strange noises coming from upstairs and thought you’d maybe hurt yourself.” “And being a good boy you’d come and investigate,” I half laughed hoping that he wouldn’t be too shocked at seeing his mother masturbating. “Anyway, how long have you been standing there watching me?” “I’ve only just got here,” he answered. I desperately wanted to bury my self in her and I wanted oh so much to see that wrym writhe as I fucked it in the mouth. And then, I did the unforgivable. Standing behind her, my finger snaked out as if of its own volition and a nail traced over the scales of the beast as it passed between her shoulder blades. She shivered a little at the touch, but stayed standing with her hands locked behind her head. The finger nail followed the outlines of the dragon’s torso until it reached the. As did Moe and Chandi from Barbados. A most happy reunion for them and Joe. Celebrated in the huge bed in the master bedroom. Where, for the first time in a long time, Liang and Victoria joined them. Essie was with Stuart, who had come down earlier in the day. Like Joe with Moe and Chandi, they hadn’t reunited since Thanksgiving. The rest of the Boston contingent arriving early the next morning, transferring directly from the more public transportation to the chartered jet.The night before.