I honestly tried not to stay busy, but alas it was a conspiracy to keep me working. A man approached me about moving some of his pot.“Tell me someth...ng before I even talk to you. How did you know to approach me?” I asked.“A mutual friend from Forsyth told me to contact you. He said to tell you his phone works fine,” the stranger replied.“Go back outside and leave your firearms locked in your truck. Leave your cell phone out there as well,” I demanded.“I don’t think so,” the stranger. It’s hard to think back to all this and it’s not as if I was making notes, anyway. There was screaming from all sides, there were lunatics with guns and swords, I had no idea where Diana was and it was just fucking awful. And I’m no hero. I’d like to stress that. Not. A. Hero. I’m a father, a husband and a brother and I’d like to remain that for a very long time. There’s a reason I’m not with the police or the fire brigade: I don’t crave excitement and I’m not all that keen on helping others.. What did Andy say about that?” I smiled."Yes, and I did. Andy doesn't know it yet." She replied as she turned down her side of the bed, leaning over watching me as I removed my threadbare tee.“I'll never get Winnie removed. I don't care if Andy says he'll divorce me if I don't. Winnie has been part of my life for too long to get him removed. I have too many fond memories with him. I haven't been bare in a very long time. I'd forgotten how good it felt.”"I understand. I think it's cute. I. I looked at Sarah’s breasts appreciatively, but my focus kept me returning to the sight of my sister’s bare chest, and my cock stiffened in anticipation of sucking and fondling her tits once more. Both girls stared at my groin, but whether it was the fact that my cock stood straight out, or whether it was the fading light, I couldn’t tell. It didn’t matter anyway, because I just knew that without the light, we’d all be dependent on tactile exploration.“Jim, I need your cock deep inside me,”.