This time though I had spent more time watching Helen and I decided to do something about the driver. It was ridiculously easy, just to get a bird to ...ly close to the drivers windscreen; that frightened him so he slowed down and Helen was on the other pavement when he passed her. Job done. Sometimes it's nice being a god, you can do good for people.Who's thinking 'mistake'? You're right.The driver, not having this fright to stop him continued drink driving and killed himself and a family of. From there I'd walk back home, often spending 6 or 7 hours doing so. When high summer arrived I took to the woods. The quiet cool shade and the beauty of flowers and wildlife were balsamic to my soul, and gradually I began returning to life. I avoided Sundays, though. Too many families out for a Sunday walk. But the weekdays were lovely. Especially in a rather remote privately owned forest, which started about 8 kilometres from my home. Hardly any people there even on Sundays.On a warm, sunny. Almost normal.From that night on none of us felt the need to hide our bodies behind clothing if we didn’t want to. My brother, sisters and I started snorkeling, diving, and sunbathing nude, completely comfortable with each other. I didn’t mind, I enjoyed looking at Heather and Margo even though they reminded me that I missed the girl waiting for me at home. My texts and messages to her over the days became more erotic as my libido grew more restless. The first time I thought of my sisters. We went to a nice italian dinner to start off the night and we couldn't wait to get into the real fun. We had a rooom reserved the Sheraton and there was a sexy couple waiting for us. My pussy has been wet all day just thinking about it...We arrive at the room,I am wearing a sleeveless top with no bra and my nipples are super hard. I give Mark a little grab and his dick is hard and almost down to his knees. He is a well endowed man, especially for being a white, blond male. He is about 8.