Shaun was busy setting up the contents of his tent when Ted called in.“I’ve just heard from Silverman’s office. We can expect a supply wagon tom...rrow. Let’s hope it’s something good.” He said with a smile.“I just hope it’s something better than bullied beef,” Shaun replied.As they ate their meal Sammy remarked that the sand flies had not caught up with them yet. “Give them time laddie. They’ll get here soon enough,” Jack growled Shaun had a good night’s sleep, exhausted from the journey and. Help me Jane while your brother holds your mom up," he said smiling to his daughter.Jack looked at his dad with glazed eyes trying to understand what was being said. Comprehension slowly filtered into his lust fogged mind and he nodded. He was panting as if he had run a mile and he didn't understand why. He had only been finger fucking his mom and sucking on her tit through her blouse. Now he was holding her tits and squeezing the firm softness while that hard nipple burning into his palm. He. " She watched Quentin get up and wipe a tear from his eye before turning to see her father approach the door. "Ga inside," he barked at his eldest daughter, and she looked at her ex-boyfriend and her father and nodded; she knew better than to disobey him. She looked at the apologetic face of Quentin and backed away."Moira," he cried. "Ahh Moira, I wanna talk. Don't go." Go," Iain shouted as his daughter hesitated and he closed the door behind her. "If I ever see you at this how-se aga'n I'll. He said he was stuck there and the heater in the car had kept him and his wife and two children warm until the car ran out of gas. Pat put more coal in the fire and the stranger backed close to it. He asked if he could bring his wife and children from the car to here.Pat could not refuse, they would probably die out there if he did not let them in. He told the guy to go get them. He brought back a boy about ten years old, a girl near fourteen and a woman probably in her mid-thirtys. They were.