Amista and I were sitting close together enjoying the festivities when she suggested we find her brother, “Come, Phil. Let’s find my little brothe....” I held Amista’s hand as we ran up from the beach and through the palm trees. We came to the edge of a clearing, and there was her brother lying on his back as a light-haired woman sucked his cock. We were in the shadows at the edge of the clearing, but there was plenty of moonlight to make out what was happening in the clearing.Holy crap, the only. She was beautiful with all the right carves on the right parts on her body. He took her in his arms, and in full swing, kissed her with loads of passion. He kept his mouth over hers as he unfastened her blouse and she reached for the waistband of his pants. “This is nuts,” she murmured, “ lets get out of our clothes,” She was so aroused that she grabbed his hand and led him up stairs to her room. They both stripped down and got onto the bed. He settled in and gave her one more toe-curling kiss.. Oh, whats her name? I drove down to the local adult book store in an out-of-the-way part of town. I pulled my car around the back of the store. It was a dirt parking lot with a big-ass pot hole that my car dipped into. The porn store was a white wooden cube structure with a XXX sign over the entrance. I walked in and was stopped by the clerk at the front desk; he needed to see my ID. Without protest I produced my license and scanned the room. There were a lot of tapes on wire shelves and DVDs. Social Services already knows and they’re going to take it right at the hospital this time. They already have a house for it. Fuck, after four fucking babies you’d think someone might have told you you can’t just eat shit when you’re pregnant.’ Patty. It is Patty. Vice-President of fire-stoking and shit-disturbing. The girls who smack the beehive and then run into a barn for protection are the worst. ‘Yeah, well, I think we need to do something. I mean, it’s like, just as bad for us to sit here.