My cock was uncomfortable but I did not need release as much as I needed to be there for her. I stood, wrapped my arms around her, held her and lightl... kissed the side of her face while she recovered. Her eyes flickered open and focused on mine. I hoped she could see how pleased I was with her but I could not read her feelings. I lifted her off the counter, ‘Come with me to the bedroom.’ Hand-in-hand she matched my steps. There was no reluctance. She sat on the edge of the king sized bed and. The explosion was deafening.The sound of gunfire and then the explosion caused additional guards to come running up the street. Oscar fired a grenade into the middle of the crowd. The thump of the launcher drew every eye on the street in his direction, but they didn’t remain looking at him for long. The explosion when the grenade reached its target turned the street into chaos. Oscar didn’t know if it was intentional, but there was no cover for the men in the street to hide behind.Men with guns. Kathy was already in collage and they were going to be roommates again. Just like when they had been growing up. Their parents had never figured out why they did not mind sharing the room that had been their bedroom since they had both been old enough to sleep in their own room. Moreover, it was probably a good thing that they had not figured it out too. Because if they had been paying attention to their daughters they would have realized that, their two young daughters were in fact sisters. People don’t matter, family doesn’t matter, I don’t matter. It’s this dull empty feeling of nothing and it doesn’t change. Mom has come in a few times to speak with me but I don’t react to her words. Abby and Mark both come in to check on me and still I feel nothing. I don’t know what is happening in the world and I don’t care to. It’s dead and I’m dead in it. More talking is happening but it sounds different, Bethany is in the room I think and she’s trying to get my attention and yet I don’t.