She realized that having someone who knew how to find out important things to know would be a real asset to the commune.“I’m going in the house fo... a minute and then head out to mow some more lawns,” Jack said rising from the table.Jack returned to his house to check on the beans and brisket. The odor of food cooking filled the air. He lifted the cover on the beans and stirred them with a large spoon. The beans were coming along quite nicely.He sighed and said, “That’s heavenly.”Walking past. “Not as often as you did. How many times did she catch you with her underwear?” he said, a slight smirk of his own.“I’ve still got some upstairs, though I’ve cum in them so many times now…”“Ewww Sophie, I don’t want to hear that!”She laughed and stood, moving to check the oven, “Come on Ryan, stop being such a prude! Really, honestly, why don't you just suck my dick? I want you to! You want to!”“You’re my sister Sophie! It’s not right!”“Says who huh?” she looked around, pointedly looking at all. My Army job was a surveyor for the artillery. That sounded pretty safe to me, but at graduation from Survey School (I finished 2nd in my class) I was given a pay raise and promoted. They told me I would be putting in the Forward Observer's positions.I was really proud of the honor and the promotion, until I had that "Oh Shit" moment. The Forward Observer sat on the front lines and rained "Hell Fire" on the enemy. My job would be to survey in the map coordinates of his spot, so that Fire. We were getting some things at the store, because like every weekend, I was staying overnight and his parents were away for the weekend. On our way back from the store of course we were riding like fools and I went right through a puddle which soaked my pants, especially my ass, which in tight gray sweat pants, was easy to see. We laughed about it and began riding faster in front of J telling him I was starting to freeze my ass off. I turned over my shoulder to see J staring at my ass and then.