It was so absurd that I couldn’t ask even one of the million questions that were currently jockeying for position in my head. Alistair’s shocked e...pression mimicked mine, and the soldiers stood back uncertainly, waiting for us to take the lead.“What’s a nice place like this doing with a guy like you?” Alistair deadpanned, and I lost it. I slid to my knees, dropping my daggers and covering my face with my hands as I giggled hysterically.There’s just been one shock too many. Between the horrific. I look at her & her features are stunning to me. Beautiful big hazel colored eyes, smooth skin & full lips. You notice that I am admiring Amelia's beauty by the look on my face. You feel that I am admiring Amelia's beauty by the fact that you fingers now feel wetter. I guide one of your fingers just under my panty. I want you to know just how wet my pussy is. I love the look on your face as you turn to me. Your finger under my panty continues to explore as you spread my wet pussy to place the. My husband got killed in the war against the Reds a few years before the bombs fell. They wouldn’t even tell me where he died. Classified information and all that. Well, you don’t want to see an old woman cry, so what can I get for you?”“Anti-radiation chems. We’ve quite a bit of things to trade for them.”Daisy and I bartered back and forth for a few minutes. When we were done, I said, “Daisy, I have to know. What did you do before the war?”“I was an angry young woman then. Thought the world. Keep dad distracted while they fuck!Dad, being the normal clueless middle-aged man he was, did not even sense my barely contained rage, my disgust.Then I saw him checking out a waitress's bosom as she bent over to pick up a fork. That single leer from him placed doubt in my mind about how solid my parents marriage was. Was dad fucking someone too? Did mom and dad even love each other any longer?Dad saw me catch him looking and he made some typical bravado comment, winking at me as if it was our.