There was no more seats in the living room for me, so Bridget spoke up, Why dont you sit in Brandons lap? She suggested. I was confused. W-what? You h...ard me, sit on his lap. Im sure he wouldnt mind. I looked over at Brandon, and he motioned for me to come to him, so, reluctantly, I did. I didnt understand what was happening. Two days ago, Bridget flipped about me being near Brandon, and today she wants me to sit on him? I sat down on his lap with my bowl of instant mashed potatoes and. I’ve known him for years. I'm a guy in my forties. The grunting noises from the other guests were pleasing to hear.“Everyone’s having fun.” I sat my bottom on the cozy stool and shook hands.“You will be too, I’d imagine.” He poured me a shot. “Anyone catch your fancy?”I turned around gawking at all the rampant sex. Monsters, aliens, robots, humans - all having their way with dummies. Thanking the bartender. I stood up and stepped down to the main area. A dance floor to my right. To my left was. I had barely hit the seat when Jen said, "Hurry up, I'm next."We got back in bed, kissed, and hugged. Then did the female version of a quickie, we masturbated each other to orgasm, and then showered.Jen made us a quick breakfast of eggs, bacon and toast. We went to check out the basement gym. The basement was huge, it even seemed to be bigger that the footprint of the house. There were exercise machines for every part of the body including a state of the art treadmill. One end of the basement. Extremely stable it will burn but not explode."They fired the 88 ... Sultry ... they fired the 88! Shit!" Jack was less than decent when he burst into the kitchen. "You fired the 88!" Yes ... great gun," said the Major."You FIRED the 88!" Yes ... something?" asked the Major."What shell did you use?" One from the ready box on the trail," said a lieutenant."What angle?" What was it set at?" Oh ... Thank God!" What?" You didn't hit anything." Not to worry ... it was a practice round." Practice.