The forest was alive with fireflies… millions of them! They all seemed to be drifting toward their house, floating on amber mists that as well seeme... to be drawn to this place. Anna stepped back from the speckled glass and looked at the boys again, her racing heart now, full of reasoned fear. She stepped back, back closer to the crib, but even from here she could see the writhing mist pulsing closer to the house, she reached down and picked up both of the boys and held them close to her breast.. Just tell me the story from your side."I could see that the guy was pretty concerned about the kid by the expression on his face. Whatever Sarah's motivation was in still insisting that I was the child's father, I couldn't understand. But I assumed that John Caldwell had set himself the task of finding a bone marrow donor and he was trying to track down the kid's biological father first.Well, if I helped him put me completely out of the frame, then maybe he could talk Sarah into telling the. She turned off her light, meaning I was her last customer. "Forget some things?" I figured I'd tell the truth, but wrap it in a joking tone of voice. "Well, if you must know, I don't really need any of this stuff. I just needed an excuse to see you again so I rushed over here before you closed. What do you think about that?" She laughed. "I'm not sure whether you're joking or not." I just smiled. "But since you're here and I think I can trust you, maybe you can help me out." "Sure," I said. "Glenn."He reached across to take her hand, and then felt the sensation of his shirt fabric sliding slightly across the head of his disobedient cock. He glanced down to make sure everything was still under wraps. It was. Satisfied, he shook, and then let his hand casually drop into his lap, pinning his shirt firmly in place."So Glenn, where are we headed?" Anita asked."Home," Glenn answered. "South Dakota. At least, that's where my parents live. I'm actually a student at Clinton State.