Go figure she thought only two hours away and nothing like that has ever happened near this quiet town. I wish I was on that case or a case like it, I...wonder if she suffered much. She starts to think about moving to the big city where she could get some real police action instead of spending long hours giving tickets and chasing kids out of the park or cemetery after dark. Lori then puts her belt and side arm away in the closet and then pulled her shirt off and wiped the sweat from her brow. ”“You really think there might be violence, Josh?”“Yes. There is an old saying from my world. ‘Violence is the last refuge of the incompetent.’ The instruction book that they used to justify bombing us still exists. They are following it at their new village. My fear is that, sooner or later, we will have the same problems as Jonso’s people. That’s what their book says they will do.”Honso said, “I will call a quiet meeting of the village. You and Jonso will talk. Others may speak and we will. I moved her arm from over me and slid out of the bed, I needed to shower. I spent a good long time in the shower, soaping my cock, which was always fun. I dried myself and with a towel around my waist went back to my room. Still there but now awake and sitting up was Jazz. Her eyes went straight from looking into mine to my crotch. I was still semi hard from the soaping and my cock was making a bulge in the towel. Now Jazz may be 16 but to me she had the innocence of a 12 year old (are there. I couldn’t quite see the other guys face because he was covering it with the blanket, thank god. . I wouldn’t want to see his face and realize it was someone I know . . . awkward situation. Now all I did was stare at my brother and what he was doing as I interrupted. .I knew I should have been a little grossed out and disturbed from what I had burst in on but, I looked down and, fuck! I washard! And my brother was right there looking at me with a rock hard cock! Did I like what I was seeing?.