“Mel and Leonard, actually. I persuaded them that all would be forgiven if they agreed to perform little chores like that for us. What do you think ...f that?” the pastor’s wife asked me as I fucked Missy and Michelle in the ass in turns in front of her, even as Erin played with her own tush.“Do you trust them?” I wondered now.“Now I do. They’ve come to their senses. And they’re gay, so ... less of that kind of threat,” Annette pointed out.“True that,” I smiled as I pumped deeper and harder into. ’ ‘Relax Rick, you don’t always have to be in control.’ ‘How old are you?’ ‘You know my age.’ ‘I was just checking. You are conversing like a very forward thirty-year-old.’ ‘Oh darling, you are so complimentary.’ ‘Shut up. Here comes the waiter. Daughters don’t call their father darling.’ ‘Daddy a white wine please, off dry I should think?’ ‘A Riesling?’ ‘Perfect.’ ‘A bottle please waiter.’ ‘Certainly sir. That outfit makes you look so young miss.’ ‘Thank you Ivan.’ Rick looked as if he. I should at least make an effort to meet them, even if I am not going to be around that long. I can only assume that they are as honest as Gwen and as nice. I couldn't remember the last time I had female friends who were not jockeying for positions.Gwen and I meet up with a group who are trying to take a census of who was in what bunker."How many bunkers are there?" I ask, curiosity is still not satisfied."5, in a triangle shape starting with the apex at the back of the compound," Gwen answers. " Then the swine rungoff! I thought for a while then sent him a text, being a forward pseudo-woman I simply sent 'I love you, talk Monday B4 flight.'I wondered if I had been to forward, rushing him, as there was no replyfrom him, so morosely I went and did some house work.I was finishing in the kitchen when the buzzer went on the main door. Ianswered to find out who it was and a voice said, "Delivery forMacKinnon." I opened the outer door and waited. Soon our apartment bellrang. I looked.