Carlos, Juan, Jose, and I all worked on the stacks. We carefully removed the stones and stacked them in a spot at the rear of the parking lot. We were...all through with the demolition in exactly six working days. The cost to me was almost $1,600 in labor. I had another hundred in plastic sheets to cover the lumber and about thirty for a hammer and pry bar. You might as well figure just a little under seven grand in all. On the up side we were ready to build.Some of that research I did on the web. Marcia wiggled around to let me know I was touching the right spots. Slowly I started to get hard again, so I started rubbing my knob up and down her slit then easing it slightly into her opening before easing it out and rubbing up and down her slit again. It wasn’t long before Marcia swung her arm around and tried to pull me inside her. Then coming up for air, she said, “Stop fucking about, I need you in me.” I didn’t bother to answer her; I just thrust into her and lent back a little so I. I cleared it. I really could use something to drink, even water. “And it must have been hard on you.”“It was hard on everyone,” Zoey snorted. “Alicia vanished into her room, Lee thought she could do whatever the fuck ... fudge she wanted, and Clint ... Clint thinks he has to be a man now.”“He’s sixteen. Some would say he’s old enough.”Zoey rolled her eyes. “The Squirt doesn’t have the balls to be a man.”“He spanked Lee today, and made her clean up her mess.”My daughter blinked her dark eyes.I. ”I figured what the hell so I said, “That would be good.”She came back in a few minutes with the Jell-O. When I looked at it, it didn’t look right: It was all cloudy and had some chunks in it, so I asked, “What’s wrong with this?”She clued me in, “I guess you didn’t hear but our cook isn’t very good.”I added, “Not very good! If he can’t even make Jell-O then he must not be a cook. Shit, I was making Jell-O when I was a boy.”She laughed and asked, “So do you still want your Jell-O?”I replied,.