Thanks."Again I hung up and waited. During this wait, I made sure to duck behind the dumpster as low and tight as I could scrunch against it.Then the ...round shook. Hard. Debris flew over and around the dumpster. Some hit the dumpster. The blast wind blew it, and me, three feet.Then there was a moment of silence.I stuck my head up.There was nobody left standing.There was a big crater where the house was. Bits of the house were flung outward as though from a meteor strike. Those bits seemed to. First, I made some dinner. I decided not to give any food to the girls figuring that my cum should be all the nutrients they needed for at least a few days. Besides, they were probably asleep anyways. When I finished eating I went to my bag and got out some cameras. I had about a dozen small spy cameras that I could hide virtually anywhere which were capable of filming my holiday adventures so that I would have a souvenir to remember my holiday long after it ended. I mounted cameras. She told Cassie to give her the box of tissues and then told her to hold her paddle. Cassie was holding the paddle that just lit my ass up and is getting ready to light her’s up. Mrs. Jenkins took out a tissue and wiped my eyes. She then said hold these please while I paddle Cassie. I took the box and put my back to the wall. She then told Cassie to turn around and bend over. I remember watching as Mrs Jenkins swatted Cassie’s full round bottom good. When she was done, Cassie was crying!!! Mrs.. The last thing he wanted to do was upset his precious sister on what could be her last night on earth."I'm sorry! Katie, I'm sorry, I didn't mean ... please don't cry. I didn't mean it that way," he whispered helplessly, unsure of exactly what he was apologizing for. As with all men when the woman they love cried, he just knew he was really sorry.Katie hugged him tighter, and managed to get herself under control."I love you so much," she whispered. "It's ok, you didn't say anything wrong. That.