The Goose's Egg This is a story, about a girl named Mary Sue James. Mary is a young teenager around the age of puberty. "I'm sure you would love to meet Mary!" Ms. James exclaimed.
Victor replied, "Maybe, maybe not." The disgruntled man now puts out a cigar on top of two cigarette butts in a glass ashtray. "I will not be going to meet her." Vic said.
Victor has always been a simple man with little virtue. The only time the man was seen to finish an adventure was when Vic won the rodeo 3 years ago. Fueled by gin and tonic the middle aged man exhausted, "I have cooked a ham; Would you like to stay for dinner?"
"Sorry, I must some other night." James declared in a delerioud tone. "I understand; farewell to you." said victore calmly. Mary was now seeing a blur of the handsome figure move outside. Ms. James walked forwards as her daughter reproached. "Mary Sue! what are you doing here in this side of the woods?" James asked.
"I was uhh." stuttering...
Vic vocalized " Wha..wha..what?"
"We were looking..." the adolescent confused.
Some seconds later, Mr. Victor stated, "You saw a dead goose in the pond."
"Oh no." Mary gasped. Mother said with her body language keep quiet child; Thank you for your invitation. Too busy staring at the startled young women's breasts to pay attention to the words, Vic nodded his head.
The two women then headed back through their meadow and past a pond next to a fountain. The virgin halted, "Pump me a drink, Mom." Mary commanded. Mommy concurred "I could use one too, hold me on in your palms after you are done.."
Mary Sue drank until she was saturated with the dressing. Mama washes her fae instead of drinking the water like a bitch. Her darling angel slept well that night. A handsome shadowy figure flew overhead. The doctor said, "This poor girl is delirious from sickness: I estimate this is her last day to live."
All the figures left the room except for the old woman. She laid next to her crotchling hugging her. Shadows fell through three windows and another light became visible. The mammal woke up feeling her orgasm. She had become aroused by the cold, rigid nipples of her freshly dead offspring. This sensation was heightened by a new wetness around her crotch.
