Susie had regained her composure somewhat by the time we arrived at her house where she let me in and I volunteered to make coffee while she showered ...nd changed.I was sitting in one of the lounge chairs when Susie walked in and my cock immediately leapt to attention when I saw her - she was wearing her school uniform, bottle green gymslip, yellow blouse and bottle green hnee-hi socks and, not only that, to add to the illusion, she had her hair in pigtails.Oooooo, fuck, she looked so inviting,. What's he going to do with me?Around noon, Steven unlocked the door and came in carrying a tray."I brought you some food," he said and put the tray on the table.Good. This is definitely a good sign."I am not hungry," I hissed."I understand how you feel." Really?" I beg your pardon but I do not intend to argue with you. For the time being, you must stay here! If you need something, let me know. When the man you just saw heals completely, you can go. No more than a week, I suppose. I will explain. Ariel's pov"Shh, sweetheart, shh mommy here" I said as I calmed down my son, as I ran with him to the neighborhood bomb shelter, I knew it won't do much to protect us from the nuclear devastation, but as a mother I had the responsibility to give my sons lass moments some semblance of hope, even if it's nothing but a lie. That was my plan until Ace Jensen yelled at us to stop, he was a man in his late sixties nothing more than meat and bones, his hair was deep crimson with a little gray there. Neal is good at these situations. He breaks the attention away from me, but my brother smiles at me, almost as if he’s ashamed for me. Well, it’s an odd mix of shame and desire. I realize he thinks of me as exotic, something he longs to be, but neither of his wives, or my mother or sister, nor him got an ounce of. The LAST word I would use to describe my brother is ‘exotic.’ Let’s put it this way, if there was a television sports show called ‘Extreme Hair Styling: The Preppie Way ‘ my brother.