"What do you recommend?", I asked. "Oh mate, the fish tacos are the only way to go and I like mine spiced up. I call them Hell Fire Fish Tacos or HFFT..., he said. "OK, sounds good to me”, I replied. He laughed and said, "Mate, I mean mine are fucking hot. You sure about this? I can have them lighten the spice." I said, "No, go for it, just like you eat them. I am good with that." In a few minutes, Chris set another drink in front of me. He says, "You’re going to need it, mate, trust me!" I just. He filled a thick glass mug and set it in front of me without taking his hand off of it. ‘Buck fifty.’ he grunted. I slapped a couple of dollar bills on the counter. ‘Keep it.’ I said when he started to make change. He nodded and turned back to serve another customer. I found a table where I could put my back to the wall and see the door. I could see whoever came in the door before their eyes could adjust enough to see me clearly. Not that I was too worried, I had a snub nosed .357 magnum. .. who could blame them? And then, as they walked away, the braver ones would glance back in my direction and give me a longing look. I returned their glances with a playful smile, thinking that nothing could come of it, because my parents and my brother were there with me. The next day, at breakfast, i hear my name among voices of the basketball players at the table near mine. "Yeah, I wouldn't mind fucking that sister of yours Matt." "Same here bro! I can't believe that he hasn't tapped. When she walked back in, naked, I could finally admire her whole body and asked her to pose for me. She was a little shy, but took a big slug of Scotch and another hit of pot and asked what I wanted to see. I was stroking my still-hard cock and asked her to step beside my full-length mirror to get 2 views of this great body. Her full, thick pubic hair was light blond and grey, and made a perfect V down to her big thighs. Her beautiful dark-nippled boobs looked even bigger now because of her.