Please tell me you’re being safe?”We were all sitting down, with our stew, salad and new potatoes. One of our regular meals.All through the meal w... were fielding questions about what we planned to do with our ‘progressive relationship’. After answering all we could, I threw it back to Dad, asking, “Do you have any ideas that could help us?”“Well, while I can’t tell you that I never had the hots for any of my sisters, but, I can tell you, you two have a very difficult road to hoe.”“What was that. " Well," Whitworth laughed, "it's not as if Morales broke any laws – there aren't any on 2214," he finished with a chuckle. "We emphasized that the only inhabitants of the planet were criminals sentenced there for life, that there were no laws, nor enforcement of them if there had been any, and it was survival of the fittest. So far, with few exceptions, the fittest have proven to be the animals and the elements."He took another pull on his cigar and thought for a moment. "I've had my people. I got up and walked up to her from behind. Rebecca had just made tea and put the teapot and cups on the tray. “Let me help,” I came close and stretched out my hands as if I wanted to take the tray. I pressed against Rebecca’s ass tightened by skinny jeans with my boner. Rebecca shuddered, the tray jerked in her hands and one of the cups fell to the floor and shattered. Rebecca bent down to pick up the pieces.“Oh, my bad. Let me help,” I repeated.“No, no, it’s fine,” Rebecca answered quickly.. We tried to convince him to stay in the house with us, but he said he still could not.The next few days were busy with notifications, answering the phone from well-wishers, and funeral arraignments.After the service we did not have a reception at the house. It was just Aunt Shannon, dad and us. Aunt Shannon eyed dad cautiously. And dad wondered about her. Aunt Shannon became an occasional guest at the house for about five years before dad left. When dad left, she was at the house more often..