There were now five corpses in the stack and The Ghost felt that more than one more was going to force him to start a second pile. Shit, more details ...o worry about! At least, there were now only eight able bodied enemies left below.There was considerable discussion this time before it was decided to send up two more men, but spaced far enough apart so that they would not interfere with each other. These two men went up the ladder all right, but they were both convinced that neither one was. "When Emma started protesting, he made it clear that he had been cooking on a ship for the past five weeks and it wasn't reclamation science.Jeremy busied himself washing, cutting and slicing meat and vegetables. Emma got up to watch him sauté floured chunks of meat in the bottom of the pot. He added the vegetables and broth he had identified in the chilling unit.The pot was simmering nicely when a woman in her fifties stormed through the door. Jeremy noticed that Emma's right hand went to her. Two more weeks and not a place that we could sneak off to. Melody’s dad was in the Army and suddenly they were moving to California. Getting fucked and not getting fucked was all Melody could talk about. Saturday morning the moving van was at her house. She knocked at my door. “I came to say goodbye.” She said tearfully. “Where’s your mom?” she said looking around.“She and my dad went fishing.”“We’re alone?” “Yeah.”“Fuck me now.”We ran into my bedroom and tore off our clothes. She dived onto. I stared at them. I couldn’t tell them from Kurtis who was watching by Skuld. They were all my son. I breathed in, smelling his musk. Their cocks thrust out at me from all directions.Did they taste the same? Feel the same.”“Mmm, suck my dick, Mother,” they all said in unison. Seven Kurtis speaking at once with such power in their voices. My pussy melted.“Yes, Ma ... Yes, my sexy son,” I moaned.I knew they weren’t Kurtis, but they had his mannerism perfectly. His scent. I grabbed two of the.