The other let out a sigh of disappointment before saying, “I don’t know if I’ll have the money; that shit gets expensive after a bit.” The fi...st boy then exclaimed, “I know a cheaper place, rumour has it that the Golden Gate Pub at Firth Park has a toilet were one of the cubicles has a glory hole, meant to be dead cheap.” “Who’s doing the business though; I don’t want some random forty year old bloke munching on my cock.” the third boy joked. The second boy announced, “I've heard about that. Er, half-sister. I can’t get used to that. I decided it didn’t matter. We grew up together and shared nearly everything. She was my sister. Period.“Hey, Gracie.”“Are you okay?”“Yeah. I’m fine.”“No, you’re not. You threw up. Are you sick?”“I’m not sick. I just ate too fast this morning.”“You’re crying.”“No, I’m not. It’s just because I threw up so hard.”“Something’s wrong, Jay. Tell me.”I walked up to her and gave her a hug. My face was barely above her stomach and I realized for the first time. How relaxed in each others company Jenny and Michelle had been for two people who had only meet once before, and that had been eighteen months ago. But to do that to Paul. And now he’d know. What must he think? Would he leave her? I knew he’d be unhappy. Jenny always said that he was far too sensitive. I must go and see if he was all right. I got up from my bed and stepping into the lounge crossed over to Paul and Jenny’s bedroom. Paul was naked on the bed and Jenny lay by his side with her. He lay down on his pillows, crossing his arms and turning away from Runt, closing his eyes and trying to get back to sleep. After a few minutes of trying, he sat up again. He was angry, tired and now sporting his own bulge beneath his suit. It was as if his ears were attuned to the sound of the aliens going at it like giant, horny rabbits, he couldn’t block it out. Every low moan or cry of glee jolted him awake, jarring him just as he started to drift out of consciousness. He looked over at.