The fourteen acre farm was getting awfully crowded and would not be able to sustain them all through the winter.As it was there were now thirteen adul...s, five teenagers, and eight children ages ten or under. Twenty-six people. Twenty-six mouths to feed. Twenty-six beds. Twenty-six personalities to get tied up and tangled up and fight over inconsequential things. Twenty six people to keep alive. Twenty-six people's fates hanging in Bryan's incapable hands.Bryan suddenly had a pain. It felt like. And two domestic beers. Bud, Miller, whatever. Beer okay with you?’ he asks me. I nod yes. The waitress rolls her eyes at him suspiciously. I’m sure she’s wondering if this nut case is going to tip her or cause her any trouble. He’s no nutcase, I want to tell her. He’s just…I don’t know. He’s just Ben Sheppard. But I can see in her eyes that she’s giving him the benefit of the doubt. She’s about his age, maybe older. Or has her late shift just worn her out? I see in her eyes she finds him. If you had a powerful enough telescope, you could see it high to the east in the night sky. It appeared as a bright dot moving slightly faster than the surrounding stars. The statement Brooke made about it being a ship still had him thinking, could this be something other than a meteor and, if it were an alien ship what would that mean for mankind.He thought back to every science fiction book he had ever read on aliens coming to Earth, most stories ended with outcomes that were not very. Dad was behind Marge sucking and probing her pussy. His fingers were pinching her clit and juices were flowing out of her pussy. Dad was licking the juice up as fast as it oozed out. Sarah pulled out of Marge’s mouth and went behind her. Marge raised her hips up higher giving Sarah an easy target. Sarah used her hand to spread her pussy and rammed the toy home. Marge grunted and moaned. She started to gyrate her hips fast. Sarah was plunging in and out. Marge and Sarah were in sync and moving.