After I flushed the toilet and unlocked the door, I was not prepared for what I saw: a man was standing there, stroking his cock with a wide smile on ...is face and pants around his ankles. He was a late bus driver, I recognized from his fluorescent green vest and district ID clipped on the left chest plate, but turned backwards. He seemed familiar to me from when I would hang out with the other drivers, but I didn’t know his names. Before I could even react, the man pushed me back into my stall. I wondered what was next as she climbed off the bed and began lubing up her cock. “Keep fucking him baby,” she said as she joined her husband.I watched as best I could as she positioned herself behind him, breaking his rhythm as she guided the head of her cock between his thrusting buttocks. He groaned and slammed his cock as deep as he could into my ass, stopping with his hips pressed against me as his wife worked her cock into him. He wriggled against me and moaned as she slid it home. . This is my territory. My terrain. I know how to make friends with the spirits of ice and rock.Not far now. The glacier sits just on the far side of these craggy spires. Her body a vast mass of white, calmly resting amidst black peaks and barren stone. We say “her” in honor. The waters from her womb give life to us all. She rests on top of the world, sharing her life-blood so man and animal alike can live in bounty. Her pale belly open to the elements, shielding her frightened children with her. ” “But your fucking her.”I laughed at the situation. “No that’s impossible.”“You mean you don’t find her attractive or anything?”“No, but I mean, I’m,” I paused. I couldn’t say what our relationship was. He would have a heart attack. “She’s my sister.”“Oh. Fuck. Damn I’m so glad. I didn’t want to be that guy. Where is she?”“Oh, she went out of town for the night. My mom is visiting friends that live about 50 miles from here… well you don’t care about that. She’s just not going to be back until.