It is a question of priorities. Ours are food, shelter and access to cleanwater. For everyone.We can be a force for good...No!I draw back from the bri...k to which my own feet led me.But when I walk into the living room, and Gillian turns from the fireplaceto touch a beringed, black-nailed finger to my cheek, it takes all myresolve not to respond in kind.And I suspect it won't be very long before I'm teetering on the edge ofthat abyss again.*I sit up in bed with a start. The room is still dark,. I told her that on the way down from the deck.The girls were really despondent, having to get into what they now called their ‘ugly clothes’, stashing their new outfits and intimates in a dresser drawer on the boat. I was kind of tired, and I almost let them drive themselves back. Good thing I didn’t, Carlos was at the tent, obviously angry that no one was there.I calmed him down, a little, by thanking him for letting Sarah help me. I gave both the girls a hundred apiece, noticing his eye light. “Pete balls his undies up if they have skid marks in them, and then tucks them into his socks. So I have to pull them out again to wash.”“They the undies with Minions on them?” asked Reggie.“Oh, now he has more – new ones with the Avengers on,” Georgina came back.“Iron Man?” sniggered Freddie.“Actually, I think it’s a male version of Elastigirl,” Georgina said straight-faced. The laughter from the whole group was almost deafening.Wow, she just dumped Pete into the garbage disposal of female. I felt much better and so did mom and grandma. As mom cleaned me up she asked me how many times a day I do that and I told her four times a day. She seemed shocked, but she and grandma agreed that had to be part of the routine going forward. So the next day grandma came in to my room with a bottle of lotion. She pulled my shorts down and started to play with my cock, which got hard instantly. Grandma stopped and took off her top and bra, revealing some rather large boobs. She rubbed her boobs.