Mom had a little insurance. The insurance lady cried with me and Mrs. Roberts. Fran and I hated to wear clothes at home but Mrs. Roberts said we both ...ad to. I loved the house we grew up in. “I can stay and take care of Fran.” I kept saying that but nobody seemed to listen.It seemed that no matter what happened the money was going to run out. We needed food. We needed clothes. (I would gladly stay nude all the time. That would save on clothes, right?) A real estate person was called. If we sold. "The final difference," I told him once we had returned to Hickory Hill, "is that all of the O'Connells and their Husbands or Wives are or will be 'Combat Officers'." I don't understand what you mean by 'Combat Officers'. Will they take command of the Rangers and Continentals during time of war?" he asked."The Continentals and Rangers are only necessary for the current operations, and yes, an O'Connell goes out on each patrol. We also did all of the initial reconnaissance on the areas that we. On our own, we did some home schooling on current (and not-so-current) events in the world since the time of her family's self-imposed exile.We also got Sally a medical examination, and although she was found to be in perfect health, the doctor nevertheless wrote her a prescription — for birth control.It was an exciting time. By now, Sally's fears had subsided and she seemed to be enjoying almost every aspect of civilization. I had feared that the crowded streets and the noisy, insistent buzz. Only this time there was a hard cock sticking out and she could feel it pressing against her pussy. I said she was taller, so we met together at cock and pussy. And the making out was having an affect. I nuzzled her neck, nibbled her ears, and rammed my tongue down her throat. And she grabbed my cock. Eureka! "Come over and look at Grace. Isn't she beautiful tonight? This is what sex does for you, it transforms into a true, loving human being. Now it's your turn." Grace reached up and took.