Apart from the sound of my own rapid breathing and trees gently rustling in the breeze, eerily, it remains silent. I'm truly alone, with not even a ba...ger or owl hunting for food to be heard. The organic scent of damp moss and rotting wood is the only reminder that I'm conscious as I stare through the canopy of conifer trees at the countless stars sparkling in the clear night's sky.Gazing into an endless cosmos before me, the same thought revolves inside my mind.I've agreed to pair up with a. "But I'm just going to sleep on the fold out couch in the living room. I'm sure Laura and Grace would be more comfortable that way." But we want you to tell us a story, Oniichan," Kizuna said. "They don't mind if you sleep on the floor." I'm good, Kizuna. I'll tell you a story before I sleep on the couch. Come on, we have to go." So do I," Dad said. He picked up his briefcase, kissed Mom, and left.I gathered my school stuff and had the car running by the time my brother and sister got in.Laura. Another groan. Working her magic fingers, it is now obvious that Nicole is awake and letting herself fall into whatever happens.I stroke again a couple of times again but have to stop. This is what the expression ‘bittersweet’ was made for. Should I cum and hope to cum again, or just edge, prolonging a ‘beautiful agony’ until the girls complete what they’ve started. Two oxymorons in one paragraph indicate just how exercised I am about what is happening. I decide to edge.Sophie’s fingers. The phone on the desk suddenly rang, startling Scully and Alex. The girl jumped in surprise and knocked a metal canister off the desk.The canister hit the floor and broke open. A blue mist escaped the container and quickly engulfed the room. Alex and Scully both inhaled the strange gas. They retched and coughed as the gas filled their lungs. The ceiling exhaust fans kicked on and drew the mist out of the room and let in fresh air. The girls soon breathed easier.Scully dashed over to the empty.