He was crying on the way home. The number of changes hit him. He's only six. Losing the ranch and the nungungi at the same time was too much. But he'l... be okay. Wait till he sees the rocking horse."Dad laughed."And how was your meeting with the solicitor?" Fine. Just fine." He patted the papers. "He'll be back Wednesday morning and we should have everything signed and sealed before Jacky gets here. We'll see what the surveyor ends up with tomorrow."I got myself coffee and sat down. "I'm not. “The homers built it in the final decades of their civilization, back during the height of the corruption and inefficiency that led to their collapse.” He looked up at the structure appraisingly, as if giving it the onceover. “It seems like maybe they did a good job on this project at least, although it takes a long time for design flaws in carbon fiber material to manifest themselves. Sometimes eight hundred to a thousand years.”“Hume, I don’t like this slag,” Blast almost moaned, his own. “Don’t worry, though. I’ll try to do a better job of making life fair tomorrow.”A very startled Amanda answered the knock at the door, and her eyes widened as she saw her star attraction slumped and crying, beside Bobby. Her reaction was swift.“I thought I told you to take care of her!” she snapped.“It’s complicated,” said Bobby, almost flinching.“It is not complicated, Bobby Dalton!” snarled Amanda, opening her arms to the crying girl, who rushed forward to be comforted.“She wanted Lobster and. ” I started after a long moment of contented quiet, “What?” he asked.“Take my cherry.”He looked at me for a while and finally said, “You want me to do your ass?” I nodded and smiled. “Fuck yeah!” he said as he rolled me onto my side and scooted up beside me. He took my clothes, which were now a tightly wound tire around my stomach, and pulled them off. Then I went and got the small tube of k.y. jelly I had been hiding from my parents and brought it to him. He squeezed it on his dick and started.