All I can think about is how he’s still so handsome. And from what I know, he’s still just as kind and beloved by all the people. Gods above and b...low, how am I going to move on?Someone clears their throat, and I jolt. Then I see who it is, and I jump to my feet.Alain.Right in front of me.My breath catches and I struggle to remind myself that there’s no way he could recognize me. I’m darker, stronger, rougher. I look every bit the dirt-born farmer I’ve become, not the soft and meek little. Jason was now lying on top of Don rubbing his limp cock into Don's as they kissed ardently."I love you," Don said as they took a break from kissing, "it's too bad my brothers and I can't have a triple wedding; it's what we had always planned on." I bet you anything the Orgasm Queen and her Wild Kat are thinking the same thing," Jason said smiling.Don gave Jason an odd look and said, "Why are you thinking about Lana and Katrina?" I was just remembering how Katrina always used to say she would be. “Maybe you did bro, that would make you the sweetest brother on the face of the planet, wouldn't you agree?” I asked. “Yes I think I would sis,” Brett replied as he laid down with me. Then we both just cuddled for a few minutes, we weren't expecting our parents to be back for a few more hours, so we knew we'd be safe for the time being. He took my hand and kissed it once. “They feel even better against my lips sis, you must have taken some kind 'Soft hands' pill or some shit,” Brett said. “Who. ”“Can I ask why you are selling the boat?”“Two reasons. The first one being my wife wants to move closer to where my daughter and the grandkids live and that is in Moline, Illinois so we are moving. The second reason is that I suffered a stroke which could have been worse than it was but it did leave me to where I have very little control over my left arm. You do realize that it takes two good hands to handle a rod and reel and I just can’t do it anymore.”“So tell me, how is fishing around.