.. I mean... you can't... ," I was stammering now."What?" he interrupted. "You think I might screw my own sister? Damn, PJ, I might be a sick bastard,...but I'm not into that incense stuff." Uhh, Pete, I think you mean incest." Yeah, whatever. Sometimes you get on my nerves, Mr. Dictionary. Anyway, now I find out that you've got the hots for her, and she kinda likes the idea of you watchin' her, so maybe I have a solution that'll make everybody happy. I can kill two stones with one bird."I didn't. Behind them came the ponies of the surviving members of the original caravan, and donkeys laden with goods. The trail had been getting wider and more heavily travelled for the past several days, and they'd passed a number of isolated farms since morning."And after you meet my parents I'll take you down to see the ocean," Lyssa chattered happily. "Mak! You aren't still worried about meeting my family, surely? They're bound to like you. Anyway, if they don't it won't matter that much. We aren't. Tom fumbled with the buttons of my blouse. I moved his hands back and took over. I performed a modified striptease for him revealing my bra and asked, “Do you want it,” indicating to my bra. He nodded his head yes as I told him to come get it. Tom reached around and removed my bra. Tom just stared for a moment then reached up with both hands to grab my tits. He moved his head down to lick and kiss my hard nipples. We moved to the couch and I lay back. Tom was still all over my tits sucking. ‘Wyatt Jensen’s boy was hunting that morning. He fired without being sure of his target. When he realized what he’d done, he ran, scared.’ The sheriff took off his hat and combed his fingers through his hair, his appearance suddenly that of a very tired man. ‘When the boy burst out of the woods, it was right into the path of a truck coming off the mountain. The driver didn’t see him till it was too late. He told his pa before he died that he’d shot something in the woods. Begged his pa to go.