'You sure about that?' she asked.'Babies come out of it, so yes, I'm sure. They're a lot bigger than my cock. Or Dad's.'Lynne's fingers found her entr...nce and she frowned as she tried to push one inside.'It hurts when I do it, ' she said.'That's because you're not ready yet, ' Terry said, getting up and crossing to his chest of drawers. He came back with a rolled up blue and white tube, like a toothpaste tube.'What's that?' asked Lynne.Terry mentally shook his head. The kid seemed to know. We sat on the couch to watch a movie.I then pretended to be passing out right there. I closed my eyes, trying to be fainting. I even began snoring very quietly…I then heard my hubby leaning over past me and kissing my niece’s lips. I noticed Jimena was scared about Auntie Ana could wake up. But Victor insisted, rubbing Jimena’s thigh.They finally woke up and went quietly upstairs, again to Jimena’s bedroom. As they closed the guest room’s door behind them, I creeped upstairs after them, moving. She didn't. She was the same sexy, delightful Kim.Dave wasn't mentioned again until Sunday night. Kim cooked a wonderful dinner. We finished eating, did the dishes and poured some wine. After we sat on her couch, she reopened the subject."Tell me about Dave." What do you want to know?" I was excited she asked, but tried not to show it."I'm trying to understand why the man I love, the man I want to marry, would insist I have sex with a friend of his I've never met." We're best friends. We've. Jim and Ned were busy working a device called a sluice box. It was an oblong wooden box, open at both ends, and subdivided by low wooden barriers. It was positioned at a place where the creek tumbled down over a ledge. The water could stream through the box.The men dropped shovel loads of silt into the upper third of the box. In theory, the water washed away the sand and small pebbles, leaving the gold behind. In real life, the men had to swirl the water with their hands, the cold water biting.