.. What was that name he’d had? He no longer remembered his birthright or the family that lived ... somewhere. He had been so many things and so man... people. If only he could collect them all together. What a person he would be. He would become megalos kai kalos—a great and good man. Or simply a fool, broken down to miniscule parts and divided among the generations that followed—recombined and separated—ground to dust and scattered across the generations.No wonder there were no longer great men. People everywhere looked in a celebratory mood. The friendly waves from women hanging out of their windows did wonders for how my men felt, even after a long and eventful day. The Wolves waved back enthusiastically, often blowing kisses at pretty, young women. For a couple of streets the banter among the Wolves was rather raw with sexual tension that wouldn’t go over well in polite company. With their military experience, I was sure Julie and Zetia had heard it all before, because they weren’t. I began moaning in complete pleasure, after a bit i started sliding a finger in and out of my pussy and then added another, i started increasing the pace and without noticeing i was moaning louder then i should have, loud enough to be heard over the TV down stairs. Alex started hearing a moaning sound and tryed tuning it out, at first it worked but it got louder and louder. He decided to go see what it was, heading up the stairs it started getting louder he figured out that it was coming from. It was, in fact, impossible not to, Annie wouldn't drop the subject telling me in lascivious detail what a wonderful fuck my son was, describing how great her body felt, asking about her boy's performance, bemoaning the months we had gone without when these studs lived under our roofs.We arrived back to find the twins loading a box in their car. They were wearing bikini tops and shorts. Annie introduced us. Their names were Cindy and Lisa. My impression of the evening before was confirmed:.