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Chapter 3

What did the mother reply?

"Take this to Grandmother's house".

"Your grandmother is not feeling very well," said Red's mother. "I want you to take some soup to her."

Red's mother motioned down at a picnic basket. It was stuffed full with soup and other goodies that one might want when they were sick. There was also a little wine. Red wasn't at leave at his work, so he looked towards the carpenter, who was still eyeing Red's mother.

"Can I have a few days off?" Red asked. "Grandmother's house is a ways down the path. It might take a while." The carpenter was still transfixed on Red's mother, as was the woodsman. The woodsman, however, heard the younger man and waved him away.

"I'm sure we'll be fine here," he said. "Go to your grandmother's Red, take care of her. And we'll take care of your mother."

Red's mother giggled, and sat down between the two men. Red had another flash of fantasy, of his mother on her knees, between the two men's dicks. Again, he shrugged off the invasion of this fantasy into his mind. He walked out of the tavern and shut the door.

What did Red do next?

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