Why would I do that?She would have never thought they were mine. She would have fuckingroasted his ass alive for cheating on her. I could have pushe... a fewbuttons, widened that gap, and then Mom and I would be off on our own. Whywould I save him? WHY WHY WHY? The spike of pain is back in my brain. Icried myself to sleep last night it was so bad. I wonder is something iswrong with the transfer? The old man said it would either work or kill me.Am I going to die? For some reason my mind. Rod slid his hands down her sleek flanks and cupped her under the cheeks of her firm, heartshaped ass, lifting her a bit higher as he prepared to thrust.Laura pushed her pussy up and down, sliding her cunt on an inch or two of cock. He was teasing her by holding back and limiting the penetration.And, k**s or not, Laura was simply not the sort of woman to stay passive and quiet."Don't tease me, dammit! Fuck me!" she cried.And, naturally, two very interested teenagers heard that plaintive. .. I chose none of the above. I put on my work outfit and headed to the office with an overnight bag filled with soap towels and clean underwear.Half way up the county road which connected to the more or less main road, I passed the utility trucks. There were two of them parked under a wooden power line pole. I didn't even bother to ask them how long my power would be out, I just drove by slowly.I speed dialed Mosby to see where Helen's breakfast bag truck was at that moment. The phone rang. "George pulled the car around the circular drive in front of the cottage, and stopped next to the front door. As they all piled out of the car, George turned to his guests."Come on, let's go take a look at my little ship." Oh no you don't," Abby said quickly. "I need somebody to help me carry these groceries and things in. Bill, you're elected!" Well... sure," Bill responded hesitantly. "You two go on down to the boat. I can see it another time. We've got the whole weekend." Ah, nothing like.