Amazingly, they tried to swing the pipe like bludgeons instead of poking them at us like short pikes. Not only that, most of the swings were overhand,...and that left their bodies exposed to our countermeasures. We generally were able to block or, at least, soften a blow by using a raised arm as a shield. The heavy sleeve of the coat and the brass strips fastened to the mail caught the blow before it could do any real damage. Meanwhile, we were able to use the bone cracker ends of our stingers. I went to my room and tried to sleep but i couldnt, the fact that i saw my sister touch herself while calling out my name, saying things like "brother fuck me hard". I started imagining what would it feel like to fuck her, just the thought of this made me hard. I still couldnt do anything about it, the most i could do was jerk off while watching her. Even if she had feelings for me i couldnt take the risk of getting in trouble or worse getting kicked out of the house.Well a week later i finally. How much do you need?" I have three 5-gallon cans, so fifteen gallons." OK, go ahead and pump it. Use pump three. You can pay for it when you're done," the attendant told me.I wasn't too late arriving for work after filling the cans, and both sisters were out on the porch waiting for me when I arrived."If it's all right, I'll unload my things before starting work," I told them."Yes, that's fine," Katie told me."You can keep the motorcycle in the Carriage House," Margie told me. Both women. Tonight is girls night. So dinner, shopping, and I'm going back to my room to rest. Its been a long week for me.We acted like k**s as we ate, laughing and having fun. Getting up and leaving, she placed her hand on my back. I've noticed she has gotten touchy lately. Where she just touch unexpectedly. Now its time to do my feet. So we are off to the nail salon. As I get my feet done she gets hers. We sit next to each other and chat more about everything but nothing. Feeling a bit more relaxed I.