“I don't know, baby sis,” I told her. “Why?”“I need a ride to the mall,” she told me. “I was thinking of picking up some new... you know..... clothes.”“Clothes? Honey, you haven't been wearing any clothes since yesterday afternoon.”Dani gave me a cross look. “Stop calling me honey,” she said. “Honestly, Jared, just because you might have knocked me up doesn't mean that you have to treat it like we're married. Anyway, want to come to the mall with me?”“Sure thing, little sis.”“Alright,” she said.. It was tight enough to show clearly that she had no panties. It was cut low enough to show off her beautiful titties, pushed up and together by a new purchase from Victoria's Secret. The bottom was cut just below her ass, enough that the tops of her stockings showed. Black fishnet stockings and four inch heels. Nobody wore those anymore and he hoped it made her feel every inch the cheap whore she looked. He gave her fifteen minutes to get the key from the manager, pay him for the room (he. Dad liked to drink beer and pass out in his chair upstairs. We hung out and fucked around like young k**s do. Once we were certain his dad wasn’t going to bother us we smoked some pot, drank whatever booze we could scrounge up, and hung out. It was about 10:00pm EST and very hot, about 85 degrees. The only downfall to John’s basement room was a lack of air conditioning. As we smoked and drank, the heat got to us and we slowly started to strip layers. First came the shoes and socks. John took. I wondered what they had put in the fire to make smoke like that. I wondered if any of the many cameras had captured the people and vehicles involved?I wondered if the chemical was a homemade mix or something off the shelf or - supplied from out of country?I wondered why today of all days? All good questions that I wanted answers to. I was sure the agencies would find them in time.The all clear was given an hour later; the White House had been checked for all kinds of poisons that could have.