Sister – Sure!Then my sister came back to the room and messaged her managers.Me – I forgot to tell you to bring Vaseline from the parents’ room....ister – Why you need Vaseline?Me – Because I want to fuck your ass. I am an ass lover.Sister – But you promised me to fuck my pussy.Me – I promised you that I will push my thing in yours. I didn’t mention pussy.Sister – Why are you teasing me?Me – I told you it’s my turn to tease you now.Sister again went to the parents’ room.Dad – What now? Will you. As a result, she engaged in a wide variety of activities and picked up a gazillion skills throughout her lifetime. Somehow, she passed this trait on to our daughter, who was smarter at 14 than I was or ever will be.Between her freshman and sophomore years in college, McKayla spent a summer as a whitewater rafting guide on the Gauley and New Rivers in southern West Virginia. She earned black belts in karate and judo. On the weekends when she wasn't taking us to a Renaissance Fair, she dressed up. We were a good team, which surprised me. I wasn’t looking forward to working with an unqualified ex-soldier, but he was intelligent, good at his job and very caring. As well as young and good looking.”As Maggie described Michael in this way, I couldn’t help the familiar jealous rage building inside of me, but I took another sip of beer and avoided saying anything that might make us argue again or just stop talking.Maggie looked at me and added: “I’m sorry but it’s true. I think we have to. "We'll make sure everybody gets out of the city, then move the whole group at once to our real destination." Joe was so excited about the nearness of his grand plan that he nearly collided with one of the workers, which would have exposed us and ended up killing us all.Angela stayed glued to her iPad, oblivious to the conversation, which was just as I wanted it. Joe still thought of her as a fourteen-year-old child, which kept her from being under suspicion. It might be all that saved her if.