It felt like hours before the fire was completely contained. The pavement was black, oily streams of water ran down the steep grade carrying ash and d...bris from the hacked away front of the house. Hoses were everywhere, curled in piles or strewn haphazardly across curbs, soft now, spent but still dribbling out their last drops. Spotlights glowed on the quiet efficient movements of men and women who knew the danger was past, at least here, at least for now. They stowed their gear and climbed. Beth and I talked in great length about how I met her parents, the extended vacations, Rick’s wishes for us to continue seeing each other. Beth shared that her husband had been having an affair with a very young woman from his office. She shared that they had not been intimate for the past few years. Beth looked at me, longingly… I knew that look. I put my hand on top of hers as we sat at the dining table. Beth trembled and tears swelled up in her eyes. I stood up and pulled her up to me and. . I think I can manage this."Béla laughed, then handed the lethal little box over to her sister. "Have fun," she'd told her, then went to lie down so she could dream-walk and visit Jake.Kneeling on the ground next to the box, Beth masturbated for a few minutes, thinking about how she might use this fascinating new toy. She worked her fingers against her clitoris until she was definitely beginning to tremble, then took one of the blasting caps and carefully inserted it inside her hungry, wet. "Mom?!" Adam called."What?!" his mother replied from downstairs."What's this stopwatch doing on my bed?" I have no idea what you're talking about."He approached his bed and picked up the stopwatch. He held it in his hand and looked at the face. The stopwatch was a classic golden stopwatch with a cover that flips down. It even had a thin gold chain attatched to it. He clicked the button on the top of it and threw it back onto his bed before going onto his computer.Hours had passed and Adam.