Based on "Sa...ra Cynthia Sylvia Stout" by Shel SilversteinRodger Roberto Ricardo RoyWould not dress up as a boy!He'd brush his teeth and comb his hair,Scrub the dishes, sweep the stairs,In every way a wondrous joy,He just refused to dress like a boy.A pair of jeans? ... not a chance!He'd wear a skirt, but never pants.Wearing sneakers? ... he. "We looked on as Amelia glared at my sister."Sorry...Amelia."Both Amelias smiled."I can only imagine meeting my parents before being conceived,sweetheart." Would you like to, Amelia? I know this crazy woman that claims she cantravel time and space," My previous self laughed.Amelia looked knowingly at me as we continued watching our past selvesconverse."No, child, but I would like to see beyond my years- to check on mychildren and their children, and their..." Just say how far in the future. They sat in the front room and were talking and I was in my room and was feeling sleepy. So I came out and saw them sitting very close and told mom I’m sleeping. My mom was wearing tight leggings and a satin top from which her bra line could be easily seen. I went to my room and imagined that there is going to be some action tonight. And I slept.I woke up in the middle of the night and to my surprise it was about 3am in night and the front room light was still on and the door was just slightly. "Let’s take our time. We have all the time in the world to excite ourselves. You can release my balls, and get a taste of my ass. I want to feel your mouth grasping at my hole. Kiss my hole and hold your lips on it while you breathe in my aroma, my smell, my essence. Umut raises his head with his strong neck muscles and plants his mouth squarely over the Turk’s butt hole. The Turk instructs Umut not to try penetrating him yet, but the Turk would enjoy feeling his tongue encircle the.Read More