"About a half an hour later, the transformed Avenger sat in Sharon'squarters, and was listening carefully."The reason why I started with the drill ser...eant routine was I wantedyou to not fall into the trap I saw the guys treating you fell into.They saw you as dead, crippled, and I didn't want you to see yourselfthat way. I wanted you to see that you could still do more than mostpeople can, that you could in fact continue to be a hero, an Avenger.That part of your life, at least, didn't have to. He held it a couple of minutes to be sure I was finished and then he let it go. Spent, I just laid still for a while. Zack had been sitting on the edge of the bed watching us, obviously stroking himself as he watched the show. He asked Wyatt, “Are you going to finish what he started?” Wyatt laughed and said, “Don’t I always?” I moved over so I could watch Wyatt take another load. I watched intently as Wyatt sucked Zack, just as he’d done me a few minutes prior. It was so hot, I started to. She touched the older woman’s breast.Barb looked at her and smiled. A sensual, lusty smile. “I think we should get home.” She turned in her seat and started pulling the seat belt across and stopped. She turned to the Helen, “How about your first driving lesson?”“I don’t have even my permit, yet.”“This is the country, dear. Who’s going to stop us out here?”Barb got out of the truck and walked around. Helen shrugged and moved to the driver’s seat. They buckled up, Barb went through some basics. You have the turkey sandwiches that Sophia made for us, right?”“Yes, and she did a great job of wrapping them, too.”After a brief pause, “You really like those people — all of them — don’t you?” Phillip asked.“Yeah,” she slowly responded as she pulled on light, but ultra-strong gloves, as did her husband. Similar ones had saved both from skinned knuckles, briars or other sharp things over the years. “Ready?” she called out to her husband.“Yeah, more than ready,” he said as they started out at.