I stopped at the local filling station on the outskirts of town, and filled the Jeep. I also filled the five, five-gallon cans I had brought with me. ...his would give me a topped off fuel tank in my Jeep. The five cans represented the last twenty-five gallons I needed to complete my collection of cans loaded with gas. I now had a two hundred gallon portable stock of unleaded gas, separated into five-gallon cans. I now wished I had put in that five hundred gallon gasoline tank I had been thinking. "Mommy is in her, uh, our bedroom."The boy looked even more confused. Young kids think of so many things as one unit. Peanut butter without jelly was impossible. Chicken nuggets weren't made without ketchup. So Daddy should always be with Mommy. It was time to tell Tim and Judy what was going on."But Mommy..." Timmy, Mommy and Daddy sometimes need a little time by themselves to work through some problems. Okay?" Okay," the little boy nodded. He didn't look okay.Ray knew by later that night he. "Everyone, spit on a card."They all did so."Did any turn green?" asked Alice.Janet, who had been recruited at Moore Genetics, raised her card. It was green.So did a black woman in her sixties, named Carla Winters.Alice raised her hands. "That will be all, ladies. Everyone but Janet and Carla can go about their business."You two, come with me."Alice walked them over to the overstuffed couch in the lobby, by the elevators."As you can figure out, you are capable of becoming a goddess."Since you. She was wonderful. We kissed harder, our lips pressing against each other, our tongues moving together. She began moaning. Oh my God, this was incredible. She was incredible. I slid my hand under her dress, feeling her breasts. They felt amazing. They were- No. What was I doing? This was my sister! The one who had harassed me for our entire childhood. My rival throughout high school. Little Miss Perfect. I pulled away from her, feeling disgusted with myself. “Felicia, we can't do this,” I said.