But my thoughts on that were fuck those guys. Out of all the group of them though, I noticed one guy who seemed to not be like them. He was quiet, a...d wasn’t loud and annoying like the rest of them. When they would make a joke about me, he wouldn't laugh, he looked as if he wanted to yell at them. When they would stand around Luke’s locker, making fun of him, he was the one who would find a way to distract them. He seemed like a great guy, just confused about what he wanted his friends to. Greg was a very keen fisherperson and had his own boat as well as lots of fishing gear. At this stage I had rarely gone fishing. I think I went once or twice as a kid, but that would have been it."Anyway, Greg taught me to catch sand worms, pump nippers and... "Jill interrupted, "what's pump nippers?"Dave replied "it's actually hard work. You take a tube about ten centimetres wide and about a metre long with a handle at the end of a thing in the middle of the tube you pull up and then push back. He was everything Laura had told me back four years ago. Well, well, it looks like it was going to be my turn to experience his cock. Brotherly love. How nice.The weird thing is, neither one of us had ever tried anything sexual with the other. In eighteen years. And now, we were surely headed to bed with each other. No doubt about it.He took my hand and led me into his bedroom where he sat on the bed and pulled me to him, taking my left nipple in his mouth and his left hand up on my right. The movement was a product of the subject wandering the halls aimlessly.He rounded a corner and tripped, catching himself before he fell. He was getting used to his new size. He looked back at another Bob, a pool of blood soaking in to the cheap carpet. It was still early and most personnel would be asleep for a little longer, but if the girl kept killing the third shift someone else was liable to set off the alarm before Jenkins could get her. He increased his pace.Eventually the indicator.