The girls were sitting on the couch, facing each other. Emily's dress was up round her waist, flashing her pink panties, while Paige's tank top was sl...pping off one shoulder, her tit threatening to pop free. Both had dreamy slutty smiles on their faces and I saw that they were each tweaking the other's nipple! The sluts! I groaned, imagining the guys they'd teased at the party, shaking their tits everywhere, maybe making out for them. Hell, I knew Emily loved to give head, and she had the mouth. "First Voice, "No shit Sherlock, I know what I'm doing. You and Mikie just stay away from my pussy. I don't want her all upset and crying again when I get back."Second Voice, "Asshole."The scanner went dead.Hannah's eyes were wide. "I knew a fire was dangerous, but now I know how lucky I was that it was you and not them." Well," I said reaching over to hug her, "Now we know they are still around and hunting. Likely they are within two, maybe three miles. Hand held CBs usually don't reach much. They start walking in the direction of Pete and Joe."Pete, Pete, look!" Joe says excitedly. "Here come the women!" Are you sure these are women?" Pete asks cautiously."Man, I bet these babes are hot to trot. I bet these babes are dyin' for some action," Joe says.The girls approach the two men. Joe strolls up carrying the twelve-pack."Would you ladies like to join my friend and myself for a drink?" Joe asks in a friendly tone.'POW!' One of the women kicks Joe hard in the nuts while the second. . . at least five times that night. I lost count. Although never completely satisfied with this alternate option, I finally stopped and drifted off to sleep there on the couch with a blanket pulled over me. He called the next day, still apologizing that he had to run out on me and promised me he would make it up to me. He said that we would wait for another night off when he wasn’t on call, and had the following day off as well. ‘I don’t want to feel rushed . . . I want to devote my full.