He never took great notice, but had heard that nothing had come of it. Now here they show up as husband and wife. "Coincidence is a cruel son-of-a-bit...h," he thought."Jack, I think I know why you called. Would you like to meet for lunch?" asked Sara.She knew, he felt sure that she knew - yet she was calm and composed. She was a lot more controlled than he, but he knew that he must speak with her."Sara," Jack spoke softly. "I do remember you and I'm terribly sorry for the information I have to. Bruce immediately got a raging hard-on which his little sister luckily did not see. He pushed it down his pant leg because he had a tent in his pants.Now Bruce… was really looking at her, as a girl instead of his sister. She was very pretty.She was about 5' 1'' and weighed about 65 - 70 pounds. She looked underweight, but Bruce new she had always ate more than he ever did. She had a very flat tummy; nice little legs that were very muscular for her age. You could see clearly defined muscles. "Maxine, let's talk," The Deacon suggested."No problem, but what do you want to talk about?" I asked."I talked to Williams, you guys have this organized really well. Adair brings some unconventional shit to the table, but you have the defenses set up just the way the book would suggest." Well it wasn't hard. This is your typical Alamo scenario," I suggested. "If we can keep the air strikes and the Artillery barrages at a minimum, we can hold out a while." I suggested."Well we have some new. I wiped my face with a napkin, took a swallow of soda and moved around his desk. Little opened his pants and dropped them to the floor, then stood and placed his pants onto the desktop. I knelt on the rug and just stared at his tool. Slowly, I leaned forward and flicked m tongue at it without touching it. He literally jumped in his seat, 'Come on, Reggie, do it, he said, I smiled at him leaned in and this time kissed it, just a dry quick peck. He was about to say something when I.