”“I don’t think so. I can run out and get some.”“That’s okay,” Marcus replied. “It won’t be ruined if we leave it out.”“We do ha...e Bourbon,” Glenn remarked. He went to Sierra’s collection and selected one he knew wasn’t too special.Marcus removed the cork and sniffed. “Hmm ... Brandy is traditional but this might give it a little something... je ne sais quoi.”“How much do you need?” Glenn asked.“A quarter cup.”“That’s not much more than a jigger. Go ahead. If we get in trouble I’ll take the. “Everything looks good except for him being unconscious. Have you noticed any movement at all?”“No Doctor. We have made it a point to keep an eye on him whenever we walk by the room. If he was changing position or waking up we would know right away.”“Well, let’s keep him on the IV and keep the antibiotics going. Change the dressing on his head on the posted schedule.”“Yes doctor.” The head nurse answered as the doctor walked away and two police officers walked up.“Hi. I have some info for you. He returned back just in time for Kevin's graduation and our trip. He was still exhibiting his usual easy-going attitude.Kevin, my youngest brother, turned 18 in May and graduated high school with honours in June. He was the geek of the group, a do-gooder who was also a sweetheart to his long time girlfriend Elly. He would rather read than go out, but he greatly idolized Adam, in an almost unhealthy way.Our Mom Cassie was 45 years old and still in amazingly great shape. She had always worked. “Not until you get me ready!” I teased moving Dogs hands from my breasts.“What are you wanting to wear tonight?” Doug enquired trying to hide is disappointment at not feeling my erect nipples.“Well you know I do like a tight corset, so I was thinking of my soft stretchy leather look corset with the six garter straps. I would wear my black seamed fishnet stockings to maintain the slut look, but I’d forego panties or a thong as I’m going to wear my very tight pencil skirt!” I smiled pleased with.