“Hey! I said I was sorry already! And I already did...that.” she finished quietly. Aaron’s mind flashed back to earlier on. His penis twitched....riel studied the dazed look on her brother and snapped her fingers. “Hey! Wanna play poker?” She waved a deck of cards in front of him. “Naww Ari. I’m bad at cards, you know that...” Aaron tried to brush his sister off. “Besides, we have no chips.” Ariel thought for a moment. “Fine. How about this. We play for clothes. Each round you lose you take off. “Feel them!”Belle glanced at her farther for only a second before tentatively fondling the two soft pillows on Joanie’s chest.“Oooh,” was all that she managed, as she was lost in thought.“They ARE real, sweetie,” Joanie said. “Master PC is not just a myth. Here’s the proof!”“That’s so awesome! Is Missy getting hers done, too?” Belle asked. “Where is she?”“She’s asleep,” Chuck said, glancing at his wife, who returned the glance. “We really didn’t want her asking a lot of questions about this. She nodded and felt pleased he had taken note of, and cared about, when she would be there."And there just may be another meeting on Wednesday - make or break, really," he continued. "I have to go back Wednesday night. Beth has texted me that Colin's unspeakable teacher is on the war-path again and wants a meeting Thursday morning." So you won't be here Wednesday evening?" she asked with clear disappointment in her voice."Oh yes I will," he replied. "I could only get a late flight home." Fine,". Filtering through this slightly soporific twitter and hum was also the distant sound of a tractor engine of some sort as an anonymous farmer went about his daily chores on a neighbouring property.Nobody in the room was even remotely aware of this external ‘chatter’ coming through the entrance-way as they all sat and waited to hear what Mr Roy Barefoot and his wife had to say. Mr Roy Barefoot apologised for the noise his chair made as he stood up then gave a little cough and cleared his throat.