With everything stable, I fired up my torch and cut off the old weld. It was easy to see what had happened, as there were air bubbles throughout the w...ld. I heated and filed and heated and hammered, to clean and shape the area to weld.I dropped my supply rope to Tim and he attached the first piece of angle iron and I hauled it up. Using the rope, I clamped the piece in place before delicately stepping down the steps and clamping it to the base rail. While down the steps I welded the support. It took me all of ten seconds to realise my now 11 year old daughter was sucking my cock for all she was worth, I was about to say something, (but what do you say, what can you say) when another voice spoke, we were not alone, my daughter then moved up over my cock and settled down on top of it a slipped straight into her, she took about half of me, then I came to a halt inside, she then started to push down, squirming as she pushed, I felt something give inside her and she dropped to my groin,. "And over the next few weeks, my team will be hoping to find evidence of those legends." She strode purposefully out of the water and on to the scorching sand to join the small group of women assembled there.As she reached them, one of them, holding a video camera, stood up. "Great, Bethany, great!" she called out. "That will be fine."Bethany looked sceptical. "Maybe," she said. "We can always redo it if we have to. I just wish we could get on with the excavation. I'd rather get that under way. The world seemed to stop. "This can't be happening," Kevin thought desperately to himself. Images of Jane flooded his mind. The sunlight on her face, the twinkle behind her eyes, her smile, that look she always wore that seemed to say that everything was funny – the whole world was a joke, but only she seemed to have noticed.Images of Jane, engulfed in flames, screaming for help, flashed before Kevin's eyes, while the officer's words echoed in his ears: "It would take hours." So it would, but.