He told me how much he loved my story. I know now that he was only trying to comfort a child, but it had meant the world to me at the time. I smiled a... Tom. “No, I haven’t. I think I’m still traumatized from the last one I wrote about you. Mom and Dad still bring it up at cocktail parties and make fun of me. It really pisses me off.” Tom got a hurt look on his face. “Are you ashamed of loving me Sis?” Then his expression changed. “or is it that you don’t love me anymore? Is that it, you don’t. She looked daggers at me as she took off her t-shirt revealing her bra, she sst on the bed as she removed her tight fitting jeans, she stood up in her briefs.I smiled as I looked at her curvy body and told her to carry on tidying up.I stroked my cock under the duvet as I ogled her body. She kept looking over at me giving me dirty looks.She had pretty much tidied up by now, I told her to stand in front of the bed again, 'take off your bra' she called me a dirty bastard etc as I just grinned. She. .”He handed over the fish, and she took it.Up close, the trout smelled amazing and her stomach growled in anticipation. “I’m not here to eat your food.”“That one is for you. Figured you might be hungry after chasing me all morning.” He winked and picked up the second stake with two fish on it. “Besides, I should probably eat less. That video wasn’t very flattering.”She stared in disbelief. “You knew I was tracking you?”“Yep. I have very keen senses. The sound and smell of your car are distinct,. The boys all had blue forms. Rose sat on a love seat in thewaiting area and had John sit with her. Together, with Rose writing,they completed the form and, using a paper clip, attached a head shotand resume that Rita had mocked up for him, and brought the paperworkto the lady at the end of the hall, as instructed.She looked at the form and said, "Welcome, Bianca. Please step over tothe wall by the tape measure and let me take a picture of you."He did. They too pk a photo with John standing in.