The new bulb gave plenty of light when Gary tripped the switch at the door.After we had it clean and swept out I asked my dad if we could use it as a ...club house". He had no objection.We had left a antique steel bed and wire springs hanging on wires from the ceiling.Cindy suggested we take it down and put it together and all we would need was a mattress to have a bed in our "club."Garry said that his mother had a mattress in their basement that she had taken off a bed she had converted to queen. I informed my wife as we were sitting there snickering like teenagers that tonight when we shut the truck down for my rest period, she was getting her pussy blasted. Now when we're not at home or if the c***d is staying a night away from home we are both able to relax and completely enjoy each other without wandering if we are being heard by the nosey ass k**s. The point I'm trying to put across is she becomes a nympho, a starved cock sucking soul waiting to get you alone long enough to get her. It seemed strange to not have any protection. Will and Claire followed along behind. Claire began to talk.Mark slowly returned to consciousness. "What?" he looked around as best he could. "What the hell?" Easy there Honey, just take it easy." He recognized his mother's voice."Where am?" He saw he was in another hospital room. "What the hell are you doing here?" He struggled to sit up and couldn't. He was too weak.Claire flinched at the raw anger in his voice. She realized that Mark somehow. "Does Susan know you might be roasting her?" Ted asked looking over the fence through the kitchen window at Susan, "Not yet, but she knows Jessica is gone and if we can't get new meat by tomorrow, she's it" Steve replied, "So what about it? can I do up Jenna?" Steve added with a smile, "I just don’t know about that, she is my daughter, I love her" Ted replied, "I loved Jessica too, that’s why I roasted her" Steve replied, "But she didn’t want to be roasted, I asked her and she said she was only.