"That doesn't make any sense. The pictograms all point to this as a fertility chamber."Mark nodded his agreement. "And fertility rites for agricultu...ral people are always in the spring, before planting." Then you've made a mistake somewhere," Nichole said acidly.Mark turned from the computer, fighting his intense dislike for Nichole. "You are more than welcome to try it yourself," he spat through clenched teeth.Manning turned to Nichole. "Have you figured out any of the pictograms, yet?" She. Mother i would guess in her mid 50s and daughter probably late 20's. I didn't really pay too much attention as i don't with any neighbours really.Then, a few weeks ago, one Sunday afternoon, a lovely sunny day, i was just in the back bedroom opening a few windows as the house was too warm and saw the mother, layed on her front, in a swwimsuit, dark blue, bare back so back just covered her ass really, and christ what an ass, my god, lovely n round, pretty plump but not huge, bloody perfect. ”“That’ll be a relief.”“Toby!”“You’ll be able to sing better with a fuller voice.“Oh! Yes I suppose I will.” Pause. “Um, Toby, um, could I see your hair?”“No, Allie.” This was said firmly but gently despite Toby’s surprise.“O-Oh!” she whined. “Why not?”“Because they’re my private parts. Didn’t they teach you that at school?”Allie nodded shame-faced. “Yes,” she whispered.“Well then.”“Sorry, Toby.” Still a whisper and slightly shame- faced at that.Toby whisked her up and kissed her. “Don’t worry,. "How are your piercings? Dothey still hurt?" she asked Rose."A little bit, but its ok," she answered.But before she could protest, first May and then Denise were on her bedpulling off her nitie top. She let herself be pushed back onto the bed asMay began kissing her nipples. Then as Denise began, May kissed her waydownward to the navel piercing. Their spit was warm and soothing, andbefore Rose knew it, May was licking her tender young clit.Rose was writhing with passion as she ground herself up.