"Yea, Dad gave me the keys to the Mustang. We can take that." Andrea answered."Awesome!" Gabby said. She loved riding in the Mustang. It was a convert...ble and she loved feeling the wind flow through her long hair.The girls jumped in the car and headed out to the mall to begin their quest.Roger Lockport sat on a bench in the middle of the Mid Point Mall, looking out at the crowd. He was always fascinated by the way everyone looked a little different from everyone else. He also loved to look at. I had other socks that were two tone, one had three colors, but not this combination. They were not ones I would buy for myself.I suddenly recalled that a week ago I had come home a little earlier than normal. My wife was acting nervous. At the time I thought it was because she had been shopping and she might be afraid that I thought she had overspent. Now I doubted that explanation.It suddenly came to me! She had done it again. I wondered what I would have found if I had looked around that day. How to repair things. How to cook and clean for themselves, so that when it’s necessary, they can do so. How to love and accept people ... and animals who are different or strange. We can teach them how to hunt, fish, etc. How to conserve, how to recycle. All that jazz,” I continued.“Speaking of jazz, we can teach them music in all of its glory. Painting, sculpture, drawing, coloring, etc. Let them discover what gifts they might have. Including writing, of course. I really think that we need to. "What do you miss most?" she asked.I really had no barrier now. I could say exactly what I was thinking and maybe she'd just hang up?"I miss how you taste in my mouth. I miss kissing you and then kissing my way down your chest and then licking you until you came," I said.Keep in mind that while my sister and I were fucking around, it kind of became our secret. We never discussed it in daylight or openly. We just did what we did. Now though, I felt like I had nothing to lose.My sister hadn't.