” Dad answered.“I can’t believe they are finally allowing someone to do up that old Trans Am they have. I have been after buying that car a numb...r of times, but they never let me purchase it.”“Oh we didn’t know that, if you’re unhappy with us buying it, we will try somewhere different.” Dad apologised.“Oh it’s not a problem, I’m just glad that someone will finally get to put that car back on the road. It’s a crime for a car like that just to be sat outside a house with a tarpaulin over it. I. But I mean...humans, civilization. Pizza. I did, inside, yearn for these things but then the other part of me, the wild animalistic part of me wanted to bolt, to run back to the pack where I'd be safe with Black and the others. I loved him, and part of me also enjoyed the wild forest I'd been living in for so long now. I heard sounds, feet stomping through the forest, nearing me.Edgar Morris sat at a rickety table in the only bar in the little town down the mountain. Sipping his beer he put it. We moved to the states about five years ago from Japan. And I love it here, the fresh air and the people. But what I mostly love about this place, well more a person than a place, is Sara Ryan. She’s my best friend, but I always felt something more for her. I would call it love but the fact that I never been in love makes what I’m feeling impossible to understand.Now about me, I have long silky hair that reaches about mid-back. My eyes are almond shaped, and I have a round face, which I think. The three of us stayed tied together like that for the couple of minutes it took for our heart rates to drop back into the normal range, then Dad pulled out, took a step back and reached down to pull up his pants. I saw then that even as his dick was starting to droop, he was bigger than I was. I wondered in passing if that translated into giving Sherry and Mom more pleasure, or if technique was king. He probably had me beat both ways.Sis pulled up her panties and shorts and turned around to.