The old soldier cried thatnight, for hours.The sound of them crying brought her out of the memory. Stephan hadstood up and placed a hand on Brecht's s...oulder. Cyril was in theprocess of scooting his chair closer to them.Annalise stood up and the ethereal hand she controlled gently tiltedBrecht's head upwards so their eyes would meet. "Brecht. It'll be okay,understand?"Stephan squeezed Brecht's shoulder. "'Lise's way smarter than any o'us, ya should listen to her. And hey, ya practically raised. Jane smiled again, inside she was grinning like a Cheshire cat. Outside, she clamped down on her smile and erased it from her lips. She turned to look at Matt, a stern look on her face. “Sit down on the bed…” she told him quietly. Matt stood next to her and tried to kiss her on the lips. Jenny put her hand up on his chest and stopped him approaching her. “On the fucking bed…NOW!” she shouted. Matt’s eyes opened and he stepped back towards the bed and sat down on the edge. Jane moved closer to. Keep going". For several minutes we swayed, her arms wrapped around my neck and my hands drawing light circles around her back and ass. My cock began to stir to life and she noticed immediately. She rubbed her thigh against it and smiled at me. "Again?", she asked. "Almost there," I said smiling back. She ran her hand down my chest, rubbing my nipples lightly and cupped my balls. My cock stood to attention almost immediately and I savored the feeling of her hand holding me tightly. . ..Moving on.”With that, we turn around once more and start down the hall. There are doors on either side, leading to all sorts of things. Some resemble classrooms, others are more clearly storage areas, bathrooms, and utility closets. Most of the light in here is coming through gaps in the boards over the windows on the rooms on our right. Classrooms and bathrooms, oddly.“Why is it important that the bathrooms have windows?” I mutter aloud.“Huh?” he asks, “Oh that is weird.”“Right? They’re.