Thunder and lightening, presumed Sharon. But no, there wasn't any rain. The little patch of sky she could see through the tent door was clear. And the... another crash. Not too far away. And the sound of running outside. What was happening? In the tent, all she knew of was frantic activity outside, the occasional thundering crash and accompanying flash of light. And then the sound of gunfire."Oh No! Oh No! We're gonna die! We're going to die!" cried Sharon in utter fear, a patch of urine suddenly. The five of us all sat around it. Sarah, Emily, and I toasted marshmallows and made s’mores for the younger ones. Emma complained that she was old enough to toast too so I wrapped her in my arms and held the fork while she toasted. Emma was special. They were all three special. There’d been another one; she would have been special too. I thought about the one we lost sometimes.Sarah got out her copy of the “Children’s Bible” and we read Bible stories. Emily wanted to hear her mom read the story. “Good, now tell me a secret!” “I love porn,” I said “Me too!” “I jerk-off all the time,” I confessed for some reason. Jenny paused, “I can’t jerk-off, but I Jill-off.” We stood and looked at each other. “I can’t help having wet dreams.” I said. Why I was telling all this to her was beyond me, but it was getting me excited. I wanted to take my pants down and masturbate in front of her. Jenny stood up and pulled up her panties then reached out and put her hand on my bulging jeans. A Thrill ran. We all had a wonderful time together and pledged to repeat often.” She gave a slightly lascivious smile. I think Jack has a permanent smile on his face today.Dave laughed and said, “The job is yours. If we decide during the year to eliminate the job or significantly change the job description beyond what we gave you, we’ll give you plenty of notice and time to find another position.”“I accept.”“Let me show you to your new office – really a cubby hole, but at least you have a window and can look.