Do you want to play still? If not then just go.." Pushing my hair out of the way i saw Aaron's eyes water then drop to his knees, letting some tears g... upon the floor "i want to play.. ill play right" "Good" Simon finished the response, slowly glancing at the clock reading 7:09 p.m i feared that this was only he beginning..Later on in the evening stealing glances at the clock reading the minutes go by, i found myself with Aaron kneeling before Simon with our shirts off and discarded on the. There wasn't anyone there. I heard a noise in the barn and headed across the yard to the door."I saw what was happening when I walked in and I just started shooting. I went crazy. I didn't even know how many people were there or if they had weapons. I just wanted to kill them all. So I did. And I'm glad. I wish I could have done it last time."My hero! No, really. I mean it. It's sad. He's going to feel bad when I die.I made him some supper. I ate a little. I couldn't stand much. It still hurt. Gina stood up and quickly dropped her skirt and panties to the ground. She now stood gracefully in front of me wearing nothing more than a pair of cheap work shoes. Her body was adorable her tits were still nice and firm and apart from a little baby stretch in her stomach she was fantastic. She squatted half way down in front of me as I lay back struggling out of my jeans. She grabbed one tit and massaged it and rubbed and opened her pussy for me to see."You want to fuck this pussy?" She asked. It was the first time since I got out of the hospital that I left the house. Mom slit the right leg of a pair of jeans and managed to get me into them. Of course, the leg just flapped open. Dad duct taped it to the cast.“If it moves and shouldn’t, duct tape it.”“If it doesn’t move and should, WD40,” I answered. Well, some things don’t change. Mom fed my casts through the sleeves of a triple-x-large dress shirt. It was still tight, getting the sleeve holes to reach my fingers, but they were.