The last thing I want is to trigger something she shouldn’t be remembering.“Yes, I think.”She joins me at the table looking puzzled, and slightl... lost in thought.“You think?” “I think I dreamt about Chris last night.” She says and continues to pour milk into her bowl, while I almost choke on my fluffy pancake.“Really?” “Yeah, something about ending it. I can’t remember all the details though, but I think I even kissed him goodbye.”Then she gives me a look that’s got the blood rushing to my cock. In fact, I hear Wes Mansfield is out on bail. Didn’t you want me to accept a date with him last summer? That shows your taste. Maybe I’ll give him a call. I heard he doesn’t give the girl a choice about backing out. It’ll just be over and done with and you won’t have to be the guardian of your daughter’s virginity any more. Pick who I got out with! Not in this lifetime, mother.”Sam decided it was time to intervene--albeit grudgingly.“Jean, you need to accept that Meredith is growing up and she. The two little ones were put down on a blanket, to roll and crawl around. We had to be careful, as both of them tried to eat the bugs they captured.The girls said they wanted to move around to St. Thomas the next day, so we went to bed early.We left at about six, to motor around the island. We finally arrived at a fancy yacht club, where we had reservations. We had to do a cursory customs check, but we were soon docked in a slip, with the girls on their way into the little town to shop.I took. After only a few minutes of waiting, the first of the enemy showed up. Doug had said that the best results would come if all of the men fired their first darts at the same time, so Little Bear would shout to tell his men when to shoot. Doug had done this sort of thing when he had been in the Rangers and was dropped back in the bush somewhere to help peasants fight government troops, so he was used to telling the locals what to do and then hoping that they did it the way he had said.Little Bear.