In fact, there were a number oftimes when there was a glimpse of stocking-tops. Our pale stockings madeit obvious that all male hairs had been removed... from our legs. On a fewoccasions the pictures showed Alice turning to me, putting her hand on mystockinged leg to attract my attention while she spoke in my ear. Mysister-in-law did the same to Geraldine. And all the time, my mother-in-law's face wore a smile of smug satisfaction. She had the same smile eachtime she played the recording of the. She wanted to stay out...We Went to bar near her apartment building......drank. In bar very flirty... Touched me and rubbed me... Got me hot... On way home scratched me on inner thigh... with her baby finger... That's when I knew!! Went back to drop her off. Kissed her on lips goodnight (very daring never did it before) put my hand on her rib cage. She did not flinch. Prolonged kiss. Moved hand up to her tit. She actually smiled. Felt her up. Felt her bra... Moved her in to apartment. She. An hour later, I remembered to ask Tusk about something that was bothering me. I went to my tent, where Tusk was tutoring Alice in the arts of magic, and swished aside the curtain to reveal Tusk sitting before Alice, with horns growing out of her head!"What the hell is going on here Tusk!" I cursed, drawing my sword and preparing to fight the 200 pound behemoth for messing with Alice.Tusk stood up, raising his paws towards me in a signal to stop."Do not worry, Master, everything is fine, Tusk. Manche jedoch hinterlassen Spuren. Seltsame, eigenartige Erinnerungen tauchen auf. Und einer von diesen Menschen ist Tia, meine Jugendliebe. Wir blieben vier Jahre zusammen, die letzten zwei Schuljahre, die ersten zwei Erwachsenenjahre, bevor wir uns trennten. Eigentlich trennte ich mich. Sie war eine Droge gewesen, unwiderstehlich, hatte mich permanent geil gehalten, nie in Ruhe gelassen. Ich konnte neben ihr nicht lesen, mich entspannen. Ständig musste ich sie wie ein notgeiler Köter.