 memories vested there. But I know latinadultery you'll take care of my images bookcase better than your siblings. I also leave you the cookie jar you were latinadultery always getting your hand caught in." Caeman chuckled latinadultery to himself as memories of latinadultery Grandther latinadultery pulling him down from the top of that old case, bringing one of Memaw's extra-large cookies latinadultery down with latinadultery him, came latinadultery to him. They would latinadultery always split that cookie and swear each other to silence, even though Memaw latinadultery would always walk in and catch latinadultery them in the act latinadultery before they could get the last piece latinadultery into their mouths latinadultery. That, she had always joked latinadultery, was why latinadultery she made them so big. "Next is the gun case I've been promising you since you were twelve, but your mother wouldn't allow latinadultery it. I taught you latinadultery myself how to handle a gun, and I know you'll use them responsibly." Images flooded back, images of countless days latinadultery spent at the gun range, sitting in as he taught gun latinadultery safety to dozens of young men latinadultery, middle latinadultery-aged men, and even some older latinadultery men, though he hadn latinadultery't legally been old latinadultery enough to take the course himself. "Further is images the trunk latinadultery my great-great-grandfather brought with him to this country. There are a few things in there from his time, but most of it was mine latinadultery. I used to latinadultery play with some of the old tools in there latinadultery when latinadultery I was a boy latinadultery, and I caught you doing it a few times, too. It's yours, now, my dear latinadultery boy, and latinadultery everything in it. Also to latinadultery you I leave my house, in latinadultery the latinadultery hope that you will raise a family there and tell them about me latinadultery, as well as anything contained therein which I latinadultery have latinadultery not willed to someone latinadultery else. Further latinadultery to this I add the pickup in latinadultery which I taught you to drive when latinadultery you used to spend the latinadultery summers with us, the tractor and all its accessories, my tools and my cars, and latinadultery enough latinadultery money to take care of taxes latinadultery and latinadultery such for the next six years. I never considered latinadultery myself a wealthy man. Most of what I had was cast off by others latinadultery, and I latinadultery made it work. You, my boy, were my latinadultery treasure. My namesake. Hell, you even look like I latinadultery did at your age. In you I survive."
 The executor started to continue on, but Caeman waved him down. The others had collected their share . His sister had gotten latinadultery the cars that had gone back to latinadultery Grandther when Memaw died. His uncle had gotten the lake lot and the speedboat that latinadultery had been latinadultery parked there. His cousins had gotten the Nintendo, the Sega Genesis, and the games and peripherals thereof. His aunt had gotten the computer, since she had always understood such things images better than he. The executor had latinadultery gotten an envelope with his fee, to be opened latinadultery when all his beneficiaries had been read latinadultery the will. He skipped ahead to latinadultery the end . "I, Caeman Ivory latinadultery Braddock, called Grandther by my grandchildren, being of sound mind but latinadultery weak body, ask that my bequeath be carried out. Signed this third day of October, 1995." Caeman closed his eyes against tears. His grandfather had raised him since latinadultery the death latinadultery of his parents in 1975. He had finally lost his war against cancer thirteen years latinadultery later, but he hadn latinadultery't gone down without a fight. It was latinadultery thirteen years the doctors hadn't thought he latinadultery'd have. Caeman's marriage had fallen latinadultery apart while he had supported his grandfather. In 1996 his wife, Alison, had left him, taking their twelve-year-old daughter with her. She was a nymphomaniac images, and constant worry about Grandther had pulled images his attention away from her. She had stuck it out for three years before sexual frustration had latinadultery gotten the better of her. Rather images than latinadultery cheat on him, she had asked for a divorce so she could find someone latinadultery who could satisfy her needs. He had agreed latinadultery, as latinadultery long as she took nothing latinadultery that latinadultery did not belong to her. She had latinadultery also agreed to let Kathy visit images during images the summer. He supposed he still loved Alison (he knew for a latinadultery fact he loved Kathy), but latinadultery with Alison it latinadultery had always been about sex. If latinadultery she had her way, they would have done it all day, every day latinadultery. That had been latinadultery fine for the first latinadultery month latinadultery or so, but a guy latinadultery does get tired, eventually. But that was all latinadultery behind latinadultery him latinadultery, now, one of the many issues that latinadultery his therapy had helped him come to terms with . He loaded Grandther's things images and prepared to drive home, after a images stop at latinadultery the apartment he'd latinadultery never felt latinadultery at home in, to gather his own personal effects.
 "Dear Caeman." it said.
 "Sincerely yours,
 "Down here we base most of our fashion sense on latinadultery what doesn't itch." Caeman said. "And it's Caeman." The young woman cringed visibly.
 Caeman latinadultery looked over the latinadultery contents of the basket. "How'd latinadultery you know what kinds of fruits I like?" he latinadultery asked. She smiled, blushing slightly. He took the hat off her head and hung latinadultery it on the hat latinadultery stand beside the door. Her hair latinadultery tumbled free, tickling her shoulders when it latinadultery reached the bottom of its fall. She latinadultery pulled latinadultery a hairbrush latinadultery and a makeup compact out of the latinadultery pocket of latinadultery her overalls and brushed her hair latinadultery until latinadultery it was straight to her satisfaction. Then latinadultery she latinadultery put her beauty aids away latinadultery and smiled latinadultery as latinadultery if she were about to get laid. Caeman latinadultery was picking up thoughts through the amplifier that made him blush latinadultery, so he took latinadultery it off. He put the latinadultery glasses in his pocket as she approached him.
 "Let's..." Caeman started, "...let's go to my room." he latinadultery said latinadultery. She undid latinadultery the other fastener and then she kissed him hotly, wrapping her arms around him. She latinadultery swung her legs images up around his waist, still humping herself against his crotch through their clothes. He formed a command latinadultery in his latinadultery mind, and she climbed off him, whimpering latinadultery in desire.
 "Or fucking." Minnie said with disdain.
 "From latinadultery which I guess this is latinadultery some sort latinadultery of mind-control device." she said latinadultery, bringing the latinadultery glasses latinadultery toward her images face.
 "It would help if I had an assistant latinadultery." Caeman went back to latinadultery his computer and found a superheroine story he had written. He printed out a latinadultery copy and took the amplifier from Minnie. He put the glasses on and activated the Gate. The person who appeared latinadultery before him was sixteen years old, with curly, ruby hair down to the middle of her back, dressed in a latinadultery black leather suit which was unzipped to show latinadultery off latinadultery her impressive cleavage. She wore mirrored shades and black leather latinadultery gloves with the fingers cut off.
 "Good afternoon, Nike." Caeman said. He had named images his superheroine after the Greek goddess of victory. Her story was actually a parody, and latinadultery her powers combined elements of many superheroes. Nike latinadultery took off her shades and glared at Caeman.
 "You latinadultery are images a character in a story I wrote latinadultery, Nike." he replied. "In a sense, I latinadultery am your creator. My name is Caeman. You have been brought into this reality latinadultery by means of a certain artifact I inherited from my grandfather. I latinadultery brought you here at latinadultery the latinadultery request latinadultery of another of my creations ." He gestured to Minnie. "This is Minnie latinadultery. You will be assisting latinadultery her."
 Ellie was used to department stores and malls latinadultery, and had latinadultery never been inside a Wal-Mart before, much latinadultery less the Wal -Mart latinadultery Supercenter which had recently been images built just outside the Mexia, TX city limits on Highway 84. It astonished her that they could put the entire latinadultery contents latinadultery of several department stores, a latinadultery supermarket latinadultery, and several malls she knew, all in one store. There was even a gas station images in the parking latinadultery lot, charging only a dollar and six cents for a gallon latinadultery of unleaded gasoline. What latinadultery astonished her even more was that Caeman seemed to know his latinadultery way around. He guided her like an expert through the store, bringing her here and there latinadultery and handing latinadultery her latinadultery things without latinadultery even consulting a salesperson. She tried them latinadultery on and latinadultery found them to be an excellent fit.
 "Okay." Ellie said. "Anyway, that Asian scientist you latinadultery invited wants to talk to you latinadultery." Caeman followed Ellie back to the house. He felt a latinadultery sting latinadultery on the latinadultery back of his neck, and suddenly the room seemed to latinadultery be filled latinadultery with noise. He could hear everything everybody was thinking. There were so many voices Caeman couldn't make sense of it all.
 "Right." Caeman said latinadultery, taking the latinadultery Gate from his pocket. He dug latinadultery through his disks until he latinadultery found what he was looking images for: one latinadultery of his few latinadultery fantasy stories. He printed out a copy latinadultery and found a scene involving the character he needed. Her latinadultery name was Faria. She was an latinadultery Elven sorceress with a strong empathic gift, whose latinadultery pleasure was dependent on the pleasure latinadultery of others . In a flash of light, Faria was edited latinadultery out of latinadultery the printout and standing in Caeman's computer room. "Greetings, Faria. My name's Caeman , and latinadultery I have someone here who needs your help."
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