I grinned at Gregor, "any two pistols on the house."He grinned and came to sort through the weapons. I laughed as I picked up a jeweled thirty centime...er energy knife. I turned it on before shutting the blade off and attaching it to my belt. I turned to Teal, "still looking?"She grinned as she stood in a stunning gown, "there are so many."I smiled, "save some for later."I looked at Gregor, "do you know which shift you have next?"He nodded as he checked the two new pistols, "third."I grinned,. ”“Oh really,” she said. “Well wise guy, let me show you.” She grabbed the two dolls and pulled them apart and held them up toward me. Ken had a small white stick glued between his legs and Barbie had a small hole for it to go in.She put the Barbie down and unplugged Ken’s penis. “See, I made this out of a plastic dowel. I forgot I’d left them like that.”“Playing games, huh?”She blushed and nodded. “I take pictures.” She moved to her desk and hit her computer and punched a couple of keys. She. I fingered herbra and pressed kisses into the cups that had touchedher huge, dark nipples. I drooled and remembered andlonged into those cups. Strings of warm spit droolingfrom my lips while I feasted on Karen’s nipple scent andteat taste.I stood inches away from her and touched her with myeyes. Her breasts lolled and swelled under the whitenylon nightgown she wore. So achingly beautiful that Iyanked at my cock and guided it to them and touched themwith the hot tip until it drooled onto. For once Shakespeare didn't put it quite as eloquently as he might have.But that statement is as perceptive as anything he wrote.You never recognise the low-water mark of your fortunes until you'vepassed it.I'm not sure what I expected that Saturday afternoon when aunt Rachel andI began the short walk from Everard Street to Ashleigh Close. Sitting onthe stairs with my head in my hands, listening to dad shouting and mumcrying, hadn't been high on the list.And that was only a prelude to the flood.