"Yes, that's me. You must be the moving people." Sarah opened the door wide and let Mark and his three other crew members inside."All the stuff is box...d and ready to move. The TV and Hi-Fi gears still needs to be packed, but I think my husband had already told you." Yes, he had. May I speak to your husband? I need to discuss about billing with him?" Mark asked Sarah while checking out the amount of stuff to be moved."He's not here. He has left for the new house already, it would just be me. I told her to put down the phone but dont end it. i told her i really want to hear her moan out loud when he fuck her. i told her she must do it for me.she kept quiet and she said ok bye. she did left the phone running and i could hear marks voice asking if that was me. she said yes. he ask her if everything ok. she told him yes. he just called to ask me if i help him mail some stuff back to singapore. i was so excited to hear mark talking. then it just went silent for a min or two. i was. Like I said, it felt GOOD to have Dad shakingand shoving on top of me, while he jerked thick greasy gobsof goo into my belly. That the semen he was squirtinginside me contained millions of the same sperm that hadcreated me years earlier in Momma's tummy, just added to thethrill; knowing Dad loved me enough to even *try* to get mepregnant with his baby, just like he did our mother. Of course, by then, Dad was also almost-fucking mylittle sister Lena; sliding about two or three inches in. . more real to you.If it were not for this one, glaring oddity, this feeling of a senior reality would be a paradise, despite the rough surroundings of the Nebuchadnezzar.And, tentatively, you decide to explore that oddity......and, almost shyly, you take your shirt off.Your black hair is still with you, but it is a bit thicker, and curves downward slightly around your neck in a modified pageboy style. Your face is still, intrinsically, the one you grew up with, but there are slight touches and.