I silently nodded and leant back in for more. We resumed the kissing immediately and the air was once again filled with the sound of our lips slapping...and sloppy kiss sounds. We each tilted our heads to one side and started putting more passion into our kiss, like we were lovers rather than stepsisters. Just as we started finding our rhythm, she broke it again. Candice pushed my body away from hers softly as she started to kiss my neck. Her lips felt so nice, moist and full as she planted them. I want to see her again."Bennie said, "First, Doctor Ollie is going to fix your arm. Second, while he is doing that, we have some questions to help us determine your future, if you have one." He paused. "Tell us your history, Gene. We're not in a hurry so take your time and be thorough." Before the Day, I was a corporal in the National Guard, just a grunt. When everything started to go down, we were called to active duty. Only about half of us could make it and most of those were sick. I'm not. Going with him to the Give and Take for half an hour might have cheered him up, but it was too late to change my arrangement with Toby and the Jays. Reluctantly I left him to watch television, or find relief in his erotic computer game.On reaching Toby's flat I regretted leaving Dale on his own more than ever. Toby opened the door wearing a leather kilt, black eye-shadow and black lipstick. I felt obliged to say the effect was fantastic. He clearly thought that it was wonderful, but twirling. Yeah, Napoleon Complex is what they call it. While Roger is friendly and easygoing, Jensen is loud, wild and kind of combative and antagonistic. He must always get his way, or else. He’s majoring in business administration at Boston University. My son Jensen has the instincts and mindset of a shark. He’s ruthless and quite ambitious. He’s always excelled at everything he did. Back at Brockton Community High School, they called him Slicer. He had quite a mouth on him and would say things to.