There was much too much opposition and I had to fight much more diligently to protect my family. I raced forward faster than I believed any person has...done before. I punched, kicked and elbowed all the tender places I could find on all of my antagonists. There was no need to hurt myself and in seconds all of the gang were on the ground vomiting and/or bleeding. I took pity on some and moved them so they would not choke on their own vomit.Charles was wide eyed but said nothing. Lusa was equally. I am sure she could see it tenting up. She was trying to make small talk about her work and my school, but I noticed her voice break several times as she did. Then I saw it. Her shorts were wet right under her delectable shaved pussy. I asked her why she had gotten home early today, and she told me, “Honey it is a state holiday. It's veterans day.” I never thought about that. “Oh so you have been here all day?” “Yes I have.” I wondered why she wasn't dressed for work when she had made me. Our first merge had happened because we were lucky that we were already dying when déjà vu arrived, but the chance of that happening was far too low to hope for luck again. Deliberately having another merge could only be done by waiting for déjà vu to come and then trying to die. Dying on demand - at any random time and place - didn't seem like an easy task but at least it had some possibilities, whereas trying to create déjà vu on demand did not.Even if we could do it, did we want to hurt our. ”They kissed once more and continued their journey.It was evening when the two girls reached their destination. Alana crouched behind the foliage with Ari behind her. Before them, was a wooden hut sitting in the middle of a clearing. It only had three or four rooms at the most, with a roof of tree branches and leaves. A column of smoke climbed out of a chimney and the aroma of roasting meat lingered in the air.The footsteps they had been tracking for the past two days led right up to the small.