"Welcome toparadise," he said. "That used to employ thousands of guys." What do they do now?"He looked out. "Wal-Mart. Moved. Died," he said in th... his toneflat, the emotion battered down as if fearing a storm.She involuntarily touched his arm. "Sorry."He looked at her, "what for?" I just thought. Your father and all." Eh, yeah, well, what can you do?" Besides old steel plants, what else are they known for here?"He laughed, "the Flood." What?" May 31, 1889," he said, deepening his voice. As the years went on my lust for her grew. She had married a local guy when I was f******n and moved to the other side of town. At this house she had a swimming pool and I would spend a lot of my summer days there watching her walk around in a bikini with her fat tits and ass shaking. I don't think she had a clue of what was going through my mind. I was wrong in that aspect.After high school I joined the Marines and served four years. After being honorably discharged I joined a local police. Of course I didn't give a shit about the question, it just proved he was paying the right kind of attention."why were you in the compound HQ?" I asked again, this time letting my azure eyes deliberately crawl over him.The second my gaze fell on his straining bulge, he blurted a real answer. "I came to take something!" Good boy! What?"He shook a little with rage, trying to recompose himself after the slip."Your mom's anal virginity!" He roared.Cute but unimaginative. This one would be done. Oh yes, that was wonderful."Jordan fell onto my chest to rest. Finally, she sat up and told me that we needed to have a shower. "We can shower together but no funny stuff" she said with a grin. We had a shower and I did as asked – well mostly, anyway – then after getting dry and dressed, we went down to the kitchen.Trish saw us coming and met us with a smile from ear to ear. Both Jordan and I blushed as it was obvious why Trish was grinning. "Um ... Ah, did you sleep well last night?" I asked.