I couldn’t sleep any longer so I decided to sit and watch the video and listen to the sound. I knew that in order to be able to do what I must, I ha...e to be able to sit through something like this. As I sat and watched Tara being fucked both Max and Nightmare, I paid very close attention to Nightmare trying to see if there was anything that could lead to the identity of the masked man. I was about almost through it when I heard something the microphone picked up.“It’s a shame Dominator couldn’t. As soon as he hadput on everything the right way he got into bed.Mark knew what he needed to do and he had been dreading this moment eversince he knew it was still a requirement to masturbate even-though hewas locked up. Fingering himself or having anything up his butt for thatmatter was the last thing he wanted. Linda's fingers had been more thanenough butt stuff for him, more than he had ever imagined himself havingin his entire life.Yet now he was pulling the lube out of his nightstand. It. . deal with Flanagan’s crew and those things come back. So ... who are you ... and by that I mean what are you?”“Like them,” Zan said before pointing to Max. “Just more Antarian than they are.”“Apparently,” Michael said as he read the book. “We are 50/50, or there abouts.”“While we are more like 60/40,” Lonnie said.“Nah, I’d say 70/30,” Ava said.“Hey,” Zan said, getting his family to shut up. “Either way we is more like we were before we got killed.”“Never in my life did I think I would have. Wewere too busy, working too hard, too hard to schedule, too unpredictable. Then when we did get together, usually we didn't want to share our available time with anyone else, we just wantedto be with each other and tell each other everything we'd beendoing and make up for lost time. Because we were more in lovethan ever. We still are. And we still do.When our incomes first went into steep curves we bought into asuburban tracts on a curved street that ends in a circle and thenheads back.