"Yesh, you take her home, you take care of my baby shister." Shounds good." Jenna joked."OK big fella, let's get you into the house" said Matt."You ma...e sure my shishter gets home" Joe slurred as he playfully smacked Matt's cheek."I will, trust me."As Matt got back into the car to take Jenna home she knew there was too much between them to just overlook."So, do you still have a girlfriend?" Oh god, what did I say that for? I sound like such a child!" Jenna thought to herself."No, that didn't. “Do I start at the end and work back, or should I start up high and work down?” She wondered. “Either way it’s going to be messy.”The decision was made for her when a glob of cum started to drip off the end of Earl’s cock. For some fuzzy, unformed reason involving not wasting it, she caught it in her mouth and found herself once again with the head of Earl’s cock between her lips. She teasingly used her tongue to lick the sensitive spot underneath and was rewarded by feeling his cock pulse and. "Oh." It was a word she said with considerably understated feeling.I laughed. "All my life, all that I can remember, my dad would rant about the lottery. A big waste he said; people betting a little on the hope of a big score. Something for nothing, he called it. When he told me about Grandpa's plans, well, he said I would just have to adapt to the fact that reality doesn't fit into nice, neat little boxes. Because JR and I have won the lottery." And what does this have to do with Mom or my. Sorry, I know how this world can be. No, but ... tell you what, if you help us get out of this, maybe we can help you.”I thought about it for a minute, then sighed. “I could probably use someone to help who can at least say more than woof. What do you need?”Garvey smiled. “All right! Sturges, tell her.”Sturges looked up. He had an odd way of speaking, almost like he was in an old biker movie. I realized that his hairdo was a pompadour, like bikers used to wear. “There’s a crashed vertibird up.