So I went to my favorite watering hole, drank my seltzer and lime (been sober for five years), while I observed the living, prayed for the dead and wo...der which ones were better off. As I started the cab, there was a knock on the window. It was my beautiful, sad princess, so I rolled the window down to hear her. ‘Could you take me to Brooklyn, please?’ ‘I am off duty, sorry.’ ‘Please I will never be able to get a cab at this time and I don’t want to take the subway. I have money if that what. I told my mom to take off her clothes and come join us. My sister couldn’t believe it at first. My mom was kinda nervous at first but she still stripped down and came over to the sofa and sat next to me. My sister started to blow me again while I was playing with my mom. We then got up and went to the bedroom. My sister finished taking off her clothes and my mom was impressed with my sisters tits and started to suck on them. As my mom was sucking on my sister’s tits I watched as my mom slid her. I sat down beside her, leaning back against the cushion, full of content.“I like your work better,” she murmured, blushing softly.I snorted. “You’re biased. But thank you.”Beaming, she leaned back with me, her head resting lightly against my shoulder.“Take me out to the spring today.”“Maybe.”“Take me or I’ll go by myself.”“You’ll get lost. Fine then. You’re in charge of lunch.”“Okay.”An hour later we were on the road, Summer with her tablet, wearing the same dress she’d shown up at my door. In the last minutes he had learned of flying ships, Circle hopping, wandering neighbors, and detachable crystals. Information overload made his head spin.Alan paused just before walking off into the darkness and turned to Logan. The crystal in his hand cast eerie shadows across his face.“Regarding your stated intention to escape out of Hell. Allow me to leave you with this thought for our next conversation. What if I told you Hell was not supposed to exist?”Logan looked around and chuckled..