It isn’t unusual for wars to break out. The ruling party isn’t going to turn over their power easily and those living comfortably under that rulin... will join the fight.” “I want my son home,” she began, her voice angry even though her eyes filled with tears again. His hands smoothed over her belly and he tried for a soothing tone. “Yes, I know. I understand your desire. I also want him home.” Her eyes widened. “You do?” “Of course, Anniel.” “B-but he’s Gar...“ “He’s your son, and he also. It was the morning after Danny’s 18th birthday party and I woke up quite early, I assumed he would be asleep most of the day nursing a hangover, (as I was only 16 I wasn't allowed to drink, strict parents!) However, I heard some strange noises coming from his room. As I got closer to his bedroom door I could just about make out the sound of a girl moaning, so I thought he must of been watching porn, but as I put my head ever so slightly around the door, I could see my brother pounding some. He needed to have her do for him what she’d done for Jeff. It had been the only thought on his mind for almost three hours. It was why he had texted her so desperately, which was something he would normally never do. He was shocked he was keeping it together as well as he was. And now that she was in front of him, and her reaction had certainly erased even the slightest .001% chance that it hadn’t been true, Tyler had to have her. Had to. Rachel just stayed frozen. She had partially regained. I scampered off to the bathroom.I was still sitting on the toilet when the door opened and Marilyn came in, her arms full. She was wearing my robe and was carrying towels and our bath kits. She blushed when she saw me, and turned away, and said, “Ooops, sorry. I figured since you were already down here, we might as well get cleaned up.”“Thank you. That way we can get dirty together all over again!”She looked over at me and grinned. “You’re an awful person!”“It’s my most endearing quality.” I.