He also knew semaphore, which was another form of signaling, where you'd wave brightly colored flags in a pattern from the deck to signal ships that w...re in the area. There was a whole language to these systems, and George would stand there in the kitchen and demonstrate, waving his arms in different patterns for different messages, explaining what it all meant.He was a fascinating man back then, full of interesting information. He read constantly, and was taking a correspondence course to get. After a long hard push to run far and fast, we approached the outskirts of Parkersburg, WV famished and fatigued. I told Kristy to scan for a real restaurant that met our needs. She spotted an old neon sign that must have been fifty or sixty years old attached to an ancient diner-like building. The only lines into the building seemed to be electricity and telephone. No antennas were visible and the parking lot was mostly full of pickup trucks.The meal was a welcome relief. The food was hot,. He stayed silent, he hoped Jason would too.Taking a breath, Amy went on, “As the girls have been spoiled by you, and the men not being Alphas, do not excite them, you will be priming them for the party. We will do this by having a reverse rainbow party...” Brandon knew what Jason was thinking, he doubted this was about them giving blowjobs, “Meaning colored markers will be placed around your cocks, as you go deeper into the girls, we can see how far they took you inside them.”Who was the slut. Daddy often staggered into the breakfast room, still drunk from the previous days drinking, his state of undress never considered a problem by him, how hard he was, determined whether I, or either of my sisters, would intervene before schooling.A gentle touch or a loving kiss, would suffice in such a situation. As girls we knew his need, for any of us to take his seed from him, as softly as mother did, that was daddies way, he insisted his girls watch, we had to learn.I grew up believing all.