’ ‘so what was that about dear’? i queried, not looking up from the story i was writing. ‘marcia want’s me to be home when kenny and kathy g...t off the bus, she doesn’t want them alone in the house because they would both have friends over to party. i told her i would do it until she finds someone permanent ‘. i smiled to myself, hour and a half if there’s no traffic and maybe more of alone time for me to watch porn and play with my seven incher. i would have time to find someone on hamster. With your consciousness still intact, you were able to discern feelings and sensations you've long known in life; the twitching of your fingers and toes, deep cleansing breaths that settle rattled nerves, and a strange warmth enveloping your, as you came to discover, nude body. Certainly not the kind of afterlife you envisioned.Curious as to what more you could do in this new form of existence, you begin to picture what memories you could muster from your old life, specifically a log cabin you. “Did you see Missy,” Billy asked, “She is looking good.”“Yeah, no doubt, I saw her when we arrived,” I replied as I carried luggage to the boys cabin.There were four main buildings on the grounds. The main lodge for the adults, a boys cabin, and a girls cabin. The boat house was down by the lake. There were six of us guys, and eight girls. We ranged in age from sixteen, to nineteen. We all got along great. And even though we were all cousins, some of us got along very well, if you get my. Their love had to be so powerful it hurt, and their youthful passion must have been consuming. By the time she was their age, Candy was the mother of three, two of the children she would have had to birth when she was eleven. She already had a man telling her what to do, fucking her when he wanted to, and showing love by giving her a place to live. She started crying, feeling more trapped and helpless than ever.The next morning, Evan slept later than he had for as long as he could remember. It.