“My sensitive young mind is ruined for life!”“You don’t want any waffles?” quizzed Kelly.Jack grabbed for the plate. “I’ll suffer throug.... Jeez! Mom and Dad? I don’t want to know!”The others wanted to know the evidence, so I replayed the conversation for them, which they all found both vastly amusing and conclusive proof. After breakfast Jack was detailed to do the dishes, and Kelly hung around with me at the house. Mom and Dad got home around half past two, and as I predicted, Mom was. I was so entranced that I never heard the garage door opening. Fortunately, I didn’t have the volume up too loud, so when Jo walked in from the garage with my brother and sister, she didn’t hear the sounds of her getting fucked emanating from the TV. Jo yelled for me, asking for my help in bringing in groceries. I stopped the tape and turned off the TV, and made my way outside to help bring in the bags. As she reached into the trunk to grab the bags to hand them to me, I couldn’t take my eyes. We all get up and head out to the cars. Kim and Kay have a nice car, small but nice. They ride in a Toyota Corolla, much newer than the one I used to drive when I first started with Happy, Happee Limo.As we load into the cars that brought us to lunch, I make sure everyone knows where we are heading. Kay tells us that we just need to follow them, they know where they are headed.While we are making the drive to the bowling alley, I call HR. I speak with a rather unhappy individual letting her. They were being resupplied with weapons in the field.There were orders being sent to previously unknown new groups in Gaza, Syria and Iraq from Tiam and the General. I had to wonder if it was a disinformation trick. The general broadcasts were getting more threatening every day.While I had been meeting with the Russians, Andy’s men in Nigeria had eliminated another Boko-Haram group headed for Gusau. The Emir was very pleased. He was even more pleased with the progress on his infrastructure.