Brent had never been fond of Joanne. She was thirty six, twice divorced and had gone through enough men to form a brigade. Her morals, such as they we...e, were the polar opposite of her sister and it seemed every time they got together, something haywire would happen. She was trouble, and had little regard for who might get hurt in the process, even her sister. This was just another example of it. ‘I know you don’t like her, Brent, but she was only trying to help. The ad was for ‘mature female. Ron opened the door and came in, we sat back up, I fixed my shirt. I know Ron saw what we were doing, my bed was also next to the door. Ron asked if he interrupt something, we said no, just watching T.V. Ron said sure you guys were. Later that night we all went to bed. 1:30am I got up, went over to James’s bed, I took off my shorts and panties and climbed into his bed. I unbutton his shorts, pulled the zipper down, I reached under his boxers and pulled out his cock. I started to suck on his. Despite that, he thought he'd have another look round the store in case he'd forgotten anything.He seemed to have covered most things. However, he saw something in the far corner of the store that set him to thinking, but he had no idea how he'd fetch it back.Just then the door opened with a tinkle of the bell, and George Craig returned followed by two young men on worn overalls and low heeled boots. They both had mid-brown hair and beards, and to start with they looked identical. However, on. On their return to the village, the car skidded on a patch of black-ice sending them tumbling down an embankment. Neither were alive by the time the safety crew reached them.“I just don’t know, Bit. Maybe my crash, these injuries, are a sign that–”“You’re in your fucking head again,” Bit interrupted, “and I’m getting tired of reminding you how talented you are.” She dramatically fell back into an extravagant sofa where the wall of windows met a towering rock fireplace. Alice slumped in a heap.