"Brian, I think your girlfriend Marcy and your sister Laura may become good friends." My cousin Nick said with a smile, "They both seem to have a good...sense of humor."Oh yes. If he only had any idea. Somehow a sense of humor was something I could not seem to muster at the moment.After the main course was finished, coffee and dessert was served. Every once in a while I would glance across the table at my sister Laura. She had a sly, almost devilish grin on her face. In a moment, I felt something. My fantasy always had her in white satin panties, so I stated to see what I could find, and bingo there was a pair, satin front and back with a small lace ‘V’ on the front to show some one where to go for the enjoyment, next up was a matching bra, not quite as white as the panties but close enough, I found one, 42C next tights or stockings, white would be good, whilst rummaging through there it was a white girdle, Playtex 18 hour, with the satin panel, I was so tempted to knock on off to this. And I know it." I just shook my head."Seriously, you know I'm an only child ... and I worshiped my dad. Dad was gone a lot on missions and TDY. So, whenever he got back home, I wanted all his attention. Of course so did mom. She had a hard time coping with running the house alone, she just wasn't that good at it. So not only did Dad spend a lot of time alone in their bedroom with her, he also had to clean up the bills and do the things around the house that most military wives learn to deal. I looked around like I had been doing all the time and saw the last drake stalking the mage. I wiped my hand and picked up my rifle. It was a long shot but I aimed and took a breath before I squeezed the trigger. The rifle kicked and roared and the round cracked and the head of the distant drake snapped to the side before it fell.The mage looked at me and his servant yelled to hold my fire. The mage turned to see the dying drake and shook his head. After I had finished the one stalking the mage.