I would like you to consider retiring and becoming the maintenance man for the houses. This job would include one of the houses as residence. I am sur... you, Julie, your daughter in law and grandson would be happy there."Gunny Wilson with tears in his eyes said, "That would be great, Bret."Gunny Wilson's son had been killed while deployed overseas. His wife and child, having no other relatives, had moved in with Gunny Wilson and Julie. The four of them were getting by in a one bedroom apartment. Fuck knows how long I hang, sandwiched between his gradually softening length and the mirror as his phone captures every sordid whimper and cry and squelch of my debauchery. I can barely project how I'm going to survive the remainder of the time I've pledged allegiance under his spell. But one thing's certain: I'm already a changed woman. Fire lit. Ruined and raging to explore every ounce of sexuality I have in me while I still can.We disentangle. He redresses, collects his phone and says I. So, do you want to make love with my wife?"All Kim could do was nod. Jim gently turned her and opened the screen door. She walked down the worn carpet, her bare feet making almost no sound as she did. The door he had indicated was open. She hesitated, looking back. Jim had not followed her but had remained at the door, still smiling. She took a deep breath and stepped through the doorway. She stopped dead in her tracks and was unable to smother a gasp.Nancy was on the bed. She was nude and even. “Okay, the FBI has files on most of the top echelon haters. I was thinking about the ones converging on Kansas City next month. What about doing an ancestral portrait — a family tree sort of thing?”Ash laughed; I’m definitely contacting Netflix.He said, “They have Jews, blacks, homosexuals, in those trees, don’t they?”“Without question. And we could invent a few for the ones who don’t.”“Game it out for me.”“Mayor Lynch already hates it that they’re coming to Kansas City. If he held a press.