“Well. I mean. We’re not really related are we?” she stated carefully.My heart began to race. Was she saying what I thought she was ...aying?“I guess you’re right.” I agreed. “We’re only step-siblings because of our parents.”“Exactly.” she pointed out. “It’s not our fault.”“Right.” I added. “We don’t even look related.”We both paused for a moment as we actually contemplated the same. Vicky rebuilt their lean-to, setting it up behind the medical unit container. It was simple and out of sight and it kept them happy. As for the deal, Angela said that they could go fishing whenever they wanted, so long as they took a guard and a dog with them. Pebble and Shell squawked about the dogs for a bit, but in the end they agreed to the deal. It meant ensuring someone was available to go fishing with them, which turned out to be first thing in the morning and just before dusk at night.. “My My” the old man sighed as he felt my cock hardening and in one movement pulled my shorts down to the ground, “GRANDPA” Kay said assertively but the old man just started at my erection standing loud and proud, even Kay looked down at it smiling, “WOW!!, very impressive” she said as the old man lifted my tee shirt up to get a better look, Kay turned towards me and lifted my shirt up over my head, “He likes to see naked Jerry” she sighed.I looked down at the old man and could clearly see that. ." But he pulled her face away from his lap, her soft hair tangled in his fingers, her eyes pleading for something he didn't understand. "Inside," he whispered. They sat, trembling, staring into each other's eyes. Elyse nodded, and, with a smile Steven didn't recognize as one of consolation, felt his hands slip from her hair. The air had taken on a sudden chill as she helped carry the groceries to the house. Winter was coming. If only she had worn her jacket. That evening Elyse sat curled up in.