Click ... click ... click ... the numbers fall and fall and fall.Click ... click ... click.Click ... click ... click.Geordie spent time with Rosie Pal...er and her five daughters and Hineahuone laid out on the deck and teased.Click ... click ... click.Click ... click ... click.Grace and I were running south as fast as contrary winds would take us ... watch and watch. Geordie and Hineahuone were completely wasted as relief wheelmen.Click ... click ... click.Click ... click ... click.Norfolk. Damn, I can smell how good it must taste. Wonder if Sis is still cherry?"The goose bumps had spread all over Christy by now."God, what I'd give to suck and fuck her," her brother muttered. "Whole time we were growing up it was all I could do to keep my hands off her, and she's got me even hornier now."Christy didn't know what to do. Frantic, she ran the past through her mind in search of clues about her brother's alarming behavior. And, her memory forcibly triggered, something abruptly stood. I laughed at the thought.When I finally got to Helen's, I was still five minutes early. I picked up a bag with a bacon and egg biscuit and homemade hash browns. I chose a table near the rear of the dining room. It was empty when I sat down, but it didn't stay empty long. Within five minutes I had a young paramedic come join me. I should have asked him to leave, but I didn't bother. I figured that would look like I had something to hide when I spoke with Blevins.When Blevins finally arrived, I. You’ve been warned.”I laughed aloud at that, letting my carbine dangle as I released my grip on it and raised my hands above my head. As I did I turned and faced the approaching rider. He’d just reined in his mount. Behind him his companions were already off their horses and they were spreading out defensively behind their leader. All were armed with automatic shotguns.“Hello, Kobo,” I called out in greetings. “How are you?”My greetings took the wind out of the older man’s sails. He looked at.