I am already big and I can do it! Having scattered clothes like horrible I slipped under the covers. The left hand habitually fell on the chest, the fingers of the right parted hairs and dived into the damp gap.

This is the Countess - I introduced, easily touching the nipple. And this is Columbine - I strongly pinched myself behind the clitoris. The body responded with a groan of pleasure. So, alternating gentle and rough - painful touches, I quickly brought myself to the final cry. I thought: “We should take a shower!” But I feel so good, and I don’t want to move so much ...
I slept a long time. Finally, waking up, I realized that my parents are at home.
- Strange! At this time they should be at work. Is it because of yesterday !? - I thought, getting dressed.
- Good morning, mommy! Good morning, daddy! - I said as carelessly as possible, appearing in the common room after a shower.
- Good morning!
- Good morning! You know, we both got an invitation to the game! - Dad said uncertainly.
- And what are you going to do?
- Play, of course! Especially because on this occasion give paid vacation! - quickly said mom.

- Yeah. Do I need help? I asked, picking up the breakfast menu in the combine.
- Not! I even invented a nickname myself! Mommy Fair! You know that I am not evil, but just fair! - mum spoke with pride.
Of course, we all know about you! Even more than you yourself! And I will try to justly fuck you with the whole big green team! And in all your holes! And the sooner the better! - I thought, turning away.
- You know, I might need your help ... - drawled dad.
- Well, I make out a vacation, and you are here as you want! You can even cook your crap again! And slurp her even from the golden trough! - mother said caustically, getting up from the table.
Waiting until the front door slammed, Dad asked:
- Tell me what's in there ... in the game?

- Nothing special, everything is much simpler than here! No one hides that he is angry, that he wants to fuck everyone, wants to take away money and trample down the one who is near! That if you are from the same kingdom. And if from different - then you are just the enemy. And if you just cut your head off with a sword, it means that you got off easily. Can and prichindaly cut off!
- What the truth is all right !? Or are you just scaring me?
- True! Although there is a downside - if so a friend, then a friend! A friend will give you the last money if you need them, will go for you in battle with anyone, and will risk anything! There are no “maybe” options, unlike the real one. Either you are friend or enemy!
From these words dad shrank ... a little thought and asked:
- And what, girls there all such ... such as you?

- If you are talking about this - I lifted the dress - then most of them are. Only you have not yet seen what we truly are!
My father sat silently and thought about something concentrated. You do not need to be a psychologist to understand his thoughts. He wants to touch the girls and not get on the head!
- Do not be sad! There is an option for you too! - I said almost sympathetically, remembering yesterday's gift.
- Yes!? What!? - Daddy started up.
- Become a craftsman. They do not go into battle, no one touches them. Then you take an extra mage and become a healer. If you are lucky, you can strip and touch someone!
- What, just like that: took the section?
- Itself undress if boobs pierced and need treatment! It hurts pretty, you know!
My father looked at me with disbelief and fear. I was tired of persuading him and I said with irritation:
- I advised you, and you do what you think is necessary!

After this conversation, I sat in my room, watched some stupid film, admired the crystal glass, lay on my bed in clothes and, of course, caressed myself, remembering my friends. Father followed his mother went to settle things with vacation. There was absolutely nothing to do in an empty apartment; went into the shower and finished there again, lay down again and brought herself to orgasm again. In the intervals between self-gratification, I went to the kitchen a couple of times for a snack. Here in such troubles and passed all day.
In the morning I didn’t want to get up at all, was lying in bed all the way and only the overflowing bladder made me stand up. Parents were sitting in the kitchen and arguing about something. However, this is their usual state.
- Good morning, mommy! Good morning, daddy!
- Good morning!

- Good morning! Mom doesn’t agree with your advice to become a craftsman! - Dad said confusedly.
“What craft?” If the message clearly told us: “We invite you, as the most worthy members of society, to enter the game and by personal example as well as the parent word to influence those players who have forgotten about the requirements of morality. “Only a warrior! - It seems that mom didn’t accurately quote the message, but the essence is clear.
- Well, let him work! Craftsman - no less respected member of society than all the others! - I retorted, messing around with breakfast.
- Yah you! - offended mommy.
- Yes, the start is scheduled for tomorrow, but I haven’t yet come up with a nickname ...
- Nick? Coffee is not suitable? - I smiled.
- Coffee? Perfectly! Glasse? - Dad liked the idea.

- Glasse - sounds beautiful, but you need an adjective. Maybe just: "Delicious"? - I winked cheekily when Mommy turned away.
- Coffee Delicious? Perhaps it will do! - Dad flushed and glanced at his mother.
After breakfast, we called a team of robots - loaders, that would drag the checkpoint into the storage room from my room. In the pantry, of course, very closely, but I'm not going to sit in the kitchen for twelve hours a day, waiting for my mother and father to finish their stay in virtuality.
Well, after lunch, when parents routinely quarreled in the kitchen, I went to my house to dream about tomorrow's meeting with my friends. It was intended that the whole sheet was stained with my discharge. Nothing, tomorrow in the Game, there I’ll tear myself away in full for these three days wasted.