Looks like we'll have to ring in the new year without her." "That sucks," my stepdaughter Tracie said. "She's going to miss the party." "We can still ...ave the party, right?," my other stepdaughter Jeannie asked expectantly. "We can't cancel out now." "No worries," I said. "You can still have your friends come over tonight for as much debauchery as you all can handle." Jeannie, 23, and her 22-year-old sister were home for their holiday break from the university, and had invited a few of their. When we got to the car Elaine wanted to get in on my side but Stacey didnt like that. Then Elaine told her that she was going to scootch over and not to get her panties into a bunch. Then she laughed and said that none of them were wearing any panties. Apparently Stacey had not been aware that the other panties were in my pocket so I took them out to show her. Anyway Elaine got into the back seat and spread her knees so far to the sides that I could easily see her pussy lips. Stacey just. Whatever they did that morning, it was in the name of vengeance for what was done to their clan members by the Fraser’s and whatever James MacRae deemed as just punishment. The low clouds clung to the tops of the ridges, acting like a canopy above them. Drizzle fell in tiny droplets that clung to the men, coating skin and cloth in glittering sheets of them. The five mile march was made in silence, but the dampness added misery to their thoughts, filling them with more reason to despise the. I settled into the contours of my leather chair and took long slow swallows of the golden brew. Brandy is a distilled version of Chicken Soup for the Soul, and it was soon working its magic as a peaceful amber glow tinted the atmosphere of the room. Alcohol pushed my unspoken thoughts past my lips before I had a chance to silence them.“What the fuck just happened?”“What do you think happened?” Sheila asked she tilted her chair back and crossed her feet on the table.I opened my mouth to answer,.