Elaborately bowing to the chief Archon, they turned and ran towards the battlements.The two warrior groups flooded down from the rocks to intercept th...em. Rabsha started screaming and the whole front line moved forward in pursuit."Hurry, hurry," I whispered, watching the fleet Rogues race up the canyon. Mages and Poets cheered the runners, throwing down ropes for the first arrivals. Our warriors were silent.In fact, they seemed to be missing.As the first line of Kugnaens charged into the canyon. Only John and I alighted. The others remained in the coach and Louisgeed the horses onward. I heard Philip say something that was, I think,about me, and then I heard the ingratiating laughter of the Hollinshedsdissipating into the air as the coach faded into the half light of dusk.A maid was waiting at the door and John escorted me inside.The interior of the house was as unusual as the outside. The furnishingswere expensive and tasteful. But there were rather too many chairs, andalthough all of. My mother is thirty-five years old in her prime. She is the ideal ‘Soccer Mom,’ ‘Mom I’d Like to Fuck,’ and the proverbial ‘Brick Shithouse.’ I have heard it all my life. Every boy that I know has mentioned how beautiful my mother is and how much they would like to fuck her. I have had more than one fight over their stupid remarks. Not just about my mother either, I have two sisters that are just as pretty and sexy. Karen is a year older at sixteen and Crystal is a year younger at fourteen.. Sims, she asked him to call her Susan and he was still trying to remember to do that, was about 45 years old Jonnie figured. She was in great shape with a body that could only be called voluptuous. Her breasts were big, and looked to be all natural as far as Johnnie could tell. He spent a lot of time studying her well shaped ass and swelling bosom. Johnnie liked to jack off thinking about her and he looked forward to a summer of seeing her more. Thinking about her in a bathing suit was enough.