I want to know." I'm twenty-two." I glanced down the bar, checking my three other customers and they seemed okay. I was kind of looking for an excuse ...o get away because I thought I knew what was coming."Hmmm..." He smiled to himself, so slightly that I barely caught it. "Every number has a meaning. When I was twenty-two I saved the world. Twice." The man chuckled. "Twenty-two is how many times old Mrs. Daley's cat got stuck in her tree, and how many times I got it down. And twenty-two .... Can you get what you need?”She gasped. “I can’t pay that back.”“Think kind thoughts about me. Now, I think that Bekka will be glad to provide transport for you to do a shopping trip. Right, Bekka?”“I certainly will. If you don’t mind going shopping with an old lady.”“Me ‘n’ Art’ll go fishing, then.”“Can’t,” Art said. “Gotta get Carlie’s paperwork done. Carlie, I do hope you have birth certificate, driver’s license, social security card...”“I do. In my backpack.”“You and Bob come over for. I could be imagining the whole thing." I knew that when I said it." Stop and think, Bren! My brother may have arranged to have my sister killed, but I have no proof! Until I have damning evidence, I don't dare let any of my suspicions be known. Not to anyone."Her brown hair was an artful arrangement of braids and curls and delicate chains scavenged from Miller's own jewelry. He preferred the simple braid she usually wore; it meant he could see the fine curve of her neck.He took off his glasses. Sarah then moved her lithe form down to take Amie’sleft breast deep in her mouth, lightly teething on thenipple as my wife’s moans reached a crescendo whichmeant all hell was about to break loose. Then my attempt to orchestrate the scene paid off inspades. I knew Derek cumming in her mouth would set offa gigantic orgasm so I watched as he neared a climaxand as Sarah divided her attention between Amie’sjiggling breasts. Then Derek let loose: “OH MY GOD, I’M CUMMING.