"Matt, take this and stay with one of the kids. Don't let them move around. Put the blanket over them to help keep them from going into shock or worse..." Good thinking Karen," Jen said, "Look for injuries but don't move the kids. If the kid is bleeding really bad, give a yell and Cathy or I will come and help you." Oh ok, I can do that," Matt replied. He was glad that the two had told him what to do. It helped him start to think and it brought to mind some the things his father tried to drill. My friends wife told her to lay on the floor and masterbate in front of us. She ment for her to simulate the act because we all had our clothes on and thats the way the game was suposed to be played. Cathy stood up and peeled her bluejeans right off, layed down in the floor and started fingering her pussy right there in front of us. Everybody was kind of shocked at first then I think we all got into watching her. Finally before she could get off my friends wife stood up and said "well I guess. “Your sister just insulted me.” He laughed. “Don’t worry, she does that to everyone.” “But she called me trailer trash.” “Anyone who lives past the mall is trailer trash to her, don’t worry, you are here because I invited you. She won’t bother you anymore, trust me.” I ate and drank at the bar watching the steady flow of people asking for drinks. Some of the guys tried to start a conversation with me but I wasn’t in the mood. I caught Carla watching me and Rick a few times but she didn’t. I went to the kitchen, bring back a slice of mom's meatloaf. The meatloaf took a little longer to dissolve and be absorbed into the goo. I poked a pencil into it, and a few minutes later had a bare pencil lead surrounded by a thin tube of paint. It seemed that it would eat anything organic, except living tissue. A small sample having landed on my arm, left me with a hairless patch of skin. The little sample landed on my desk, forming into a flattened globe.By now, I had almost a quart of.