Her mother left a few days before to get food and never returned. She stayed with us for the night and, in the morning, we found her mother shot dead....The grocery store close by had been looted. There are some survivors who are not too nice and who haven't realized that living together is the way to go."Those people will struggle when the gas is used up and the power grid stops working." My dad looked over at me and smiled. Shirley continued, "That night I got a bit teary and Jack gave me a. “I have my own stick, we’ll share.”“How am I supposed to make this shot?” Stephanie had stripes, and the only available shot had the cue ball in an awkward spot.“Lean over the table and stretch out your arms. You’ll want to put some back spin on the cue, and it’ll roll back and set up your next shot.”“How?”He showed her a small, disarming smile and approached. “If I may?”Since beginning the game, Daniel kept his hands to himself. Most of the time, he kept to the opposite side of the table.. Make me cum Rita. Make my cock shoot now."Rita smiled, an evil smile, as she stopped touching my throbbing penis. "No Jimmy, not yet. Not for a while yet."Rita pulled a long soft feather from her toy box. She started on the bottom of my feet, gradually moving it up against the skin of my calves, then thighs carefully avoiding my prick. The feather was electrifying to the touch. My skin tingled wherever that feather touched me. She circled around my pubic area, continuing upwards on my body,. “You ‘n’ me ... All that. Not betraying Dad. Not the same at all. And I was so happy. Secure.”I saw tears forming in the corners of her eyes. Sex aside, I love her like a sister and I can be as protective as a sixteen year old mom SHOULD be. And then some. Or a true best friend. You hug people who’re hurting, right? I hugged my hurting friend. Sister. Daughter. Human being.“It’s gonna be okay, Deena. Really. We’ll work it all out.”“You think so?”“Yes, I think so. I saw your birth certificate..