I guess they figure we're better off than the city and don't need it. If they're getting that desperate, marshal law will soon follow."I sat on the po...ch for a while longer and Pat joined me; she sat down and I put my arm around her. As I sat there with her, I heard a call come over the radio about a shooting at a gas station; apparently someone really wanted gas. There were also several fights in progress at different grocery stores."Well it's really started now; eventually the people will go. ”“There’s Alexandria!”“Of course, there’s always Alex.”“You and Carol always lived locally then, not miles away?”“Yes. We lied to you and ... my ‘Brian’. We were letting our hair down - our first holiday abroad in years, after establishing our medical practice here. We’re both big liars ... like my ‘Brian’ was.”“Doctors, then, not nurses as you pretended to be?”“Fewer ... complications, we thought. So, you were Officer cadets, then, not Squaddies?”“Mark flunked Sandhurst,” I sighed, “Holiday. After a minute I rang it again and then a third time. I had just decided that the order was a prank and that no-body was home and I had angrily walked back down the steps when the door opened. I turned and saw a woman who was probably in her early to mid thirties standing there. Her hair was wet and she had a towel wrapped around her. "Sorry, I just got out of the shower. I thought you would take longer to get here." Her towel started just above her nipples and ended just below her crotch.. It was just as powerful and wonderful as Tom’s own love triangle with Jamie and Debbie, as well as Debbie’s with Tom and Jane. It was quite clear that the metamours were destined to be each other’s partners, too. They had so much love in common, so much to share, after all. They were all truly home together now.Meanwhile, Debbie came very messily on her son’s cock, unable to fight back the delights of having her own flesh and blood take her. The double taboos of adultery and incest were every.