But she was happy and so was mom to be a grandma. Not that I would ever want something bad to happen to my sister, but she always was a little bit 'ho...ier than thou' and thought she knew it all. Guess she learned that she didn't. At the time I thought she would be upset to discover she was going to be a mother, but actually she didn't seem to mind as it gave her a reason to quit college, which I don't think she ever really had her heart in anyways. I think she just went to meet boys ... and. We bath together saying very little as very little needs to be said. I massage her tortured muscles gently working the knots out of them. I wash her hair and body and then lying in the warm soapy water with her I run my fingers over her skin. Kissing and stroking her. We get out and dry each other off. Still slightly damp we clamber into bed next to each other. I am blessed beyond measure. We kiss and fondle each other exploring each other for the first time. Beyond our bed the world ceases to. Sawyer and I carried the cots and footlockers over to my new home. We had placed blankets, sheets, mosquito nets, pillows, towels and some other things in the footlockers. Suenee and Sophie were cleaning up the bunker when we returned. Already some of the local women had come over to help them and brought a broom and dustpan with them. They all quieted down as Sawyer and I returned with the things from supply. The women took them from us and then indicated that we should leave while they. "Cal grinned, nodded and walked into Harry's garage to get the mower. He came back out shortly and said, "Harry, your mower is leaking oil. You might want to take a quick peek at it."Harry stopped his trimming and walked with Cal back to the mower. Sure enough a puddle of oil was under the engine.Harry reached in his rag bag and grabbing the last one, laid on the floor and shimmied under the tractor. Using the shop rag he cleaned off the bottom of the oil pan of all of the oily grime and dead.