I looked around in wonder, “Baby, just how much land do we own!?”She looked to be deep in thought, “Charlie said we had an eighth of a section? ...hatever that means.”I quickly looked back at the orchard, then all around, “HOLY SHIT! ARE YOU KIDDING? An eighth of a section is 80 freaking acres! That’s bigger than the entire subdivision we used to live in!”Linda had come out and heard me ranting, “So, Charlie and Bob done good?”“Oh heck yeah! How many millions did this cost!?”Linda shook her head,. " Gwen and Dewayne both chuckled at Tony."OK, OK, probably not my best idea. Really though, give them a couple of days and they'll all be fighting over some new boy-of-the-week that none of them really wants but thinks the other does." I'm not so sure Tony." What are they going to do? Maybe you and Tina can pull her aside and tell her what to expect, but I really don't think she's going to let a few air-headed high school girls get under her skin." Well I don't know her at all," Gwen answered.. Amelia was always well tuned to what her body told her, she had to be, but somehow, I don’t know, after those days she was even more focused and intense. Nights especially, she craved closeness and touch, and often during the night I would wake and find her head on my chest, her ear over my heart, and her hands cupping my soft cock and balls. She’d be fast asleep, but every now and then her arms and upper body would twitch and she’d sigh and shift in the bed. I was afraid to move, for fear of. The fact that they'll survive and I won't is beside the point. You see, I want to die. Yep, it's true. I want to die. I have no reason to go on living and no one will miss me.My foster parents? Yeah right. They'll be happy I'm not eating everything in sight, and they'll probably hope that no one at DCFS catches on so they can keep cashing the check I generate every month. Friends, who would want to be my friend? I move so much, thanks to DCFS, that making friends is a no win proposition. Now I.