Perhaps a philosophy, though: a pseudo-pacifist one, not pacifist as such, but with justified resistance to evil. That had been his approach so far, a...yway, so why not make it a standard approach to life?He decided that he would keep quiet about this idea, and let it flow naturally for now.The other question was how could he arrange for the dissemination of the philosophy among the enemy ranks? First he would have to find out what their current life philosophy was, in case there was a critical. ‘Ahhh!’ His hand came up and rubbed his chest as he let heaved a big breath. ‘Meggie, baby. Don’t scare daddy like that.’ Meghan giggled and then climbed onto the bed. ‘Daddy, it’s all white outside. Michael can’t get the door opened cuz something’s stuck against it.’ ‘What’s stuck? Snow?’ He squirmed over under her weight, until he was on his back looking up. ‘No, Michael says it’s a lady. He thinks she’s dead.’ Nathan sat up and stared in confusion at his daughter. ‘Would you run that by me. He sat next to me and stripped, until he was naked from the waist down. Charlie was horny, no doubt about it, a boner, smaller than mine but not as small as I would have thought, grew between his legs. He touched it and shivered slightly. Do I start doing what you did? he asked. I nodded, and he took his dick in his hand, gently squeezing it and running it down his shaft. That feels good! he moaned lightly. Am I doing it right? Go a little faster. Cavan? he asked, still jerking off. Yeah?. She thought that I must have drugged me, then fucked me, or this woman... or whatever, it was just too confusing and strange to try and think. She brought the cups over and set them down. I would have rather had a double bourbon shot than this crap, but I sipped the tea anyway. As she bent over the table I had a good look at her tits. I could have buried my face in those melons and then licked my way down to her cunt. Damn, I would love to get hold of them and fuck that cute little ass. Then it.