A few lorry drivers flashed their lights at us playfully. When we got to the Caravan Martin introduced us to Enzo who's Caravan it was. Enzo was about...sixty-five, good looking for his age.My wife know what this was but didn't say anything - to my relief - we all sat making small talk when Martin started kissing my wife and snuggling up to her. He told her Enzo was going to fuck her as well tonight. She looked at him and said she wasn't sure about sex with other men outside our threesome. Martin. "What kind of tapes, our you making son? What is the website called?" said Daryl's Mom. "I'm not sure you would understand Mom. Kinda of a new media thing." said Daryl. We both looked at each other."Buck! Please tell me. I don't want you boys to get into trouble. Junior has so many dumb ideas. You have to tell the truth. Your in my house." she said. I smiled. "Daryl is kinda of right. It might be hard to explain." I said. She took another big sip of her wine glass. She then ran her index finger. Many elder sisters thought it a bad idea, but after it was clear that you would decimate the Sisterhood, they relented. But even with the sudden surplus, we are still losing the war. But it does bring up a question. Why don't I sense the dark power within you?" Because I don't wield the Dark One's power. I wield a power all my own." So that's another difference between you two." No, it's not. My counterpart also wields his own power. He's not one of the Dark One's followers." But I could feel. Apart from his Dad's recovery, the rest of Alex's life started to come together. He continued with his workout ritual, without the company of Henry, and by the week before school started he was up to a five-mile run, done mostly through the woods. He avoided going anywhere near Steve, Frank, and Keith as a matter of course. But when he did run into them, each gave the other a wide berth, not wanting to antagonize or goad the other into a confrontation. Alex often laughed at this, his own.