There was another cough.“You got flashlight?” I handed it to Philip. “Turn on, please.” I did so, blinking in the light.Philip showed us a gre... male about two metres away.“Shoot in head, Gordy.” It rang out. But an injured kangaroo can easily kill with one blow from a rear foot.“Good. Cook strong, he carry barbecue to camp.”And he did so, though we paused several times.The band was very happy. The ‘roo was skinned in no time, the carcass was jointed and the two hind legs and the tail put on the. "Let's get it started, babe!" She yelled, as I went to the cupboard to get all of the ingredients. Peeking behind me, I saw her leaning against the opposite counter, staring at my round ass. I starting slicing lemons, when she came up behind me, grabbing my waist. She didn't say anything, but I saw her smirking. She traced her fingers down to my thigh, and then slowly drew them up to where my panties /should have/ been beneath my miniskirt. I heard her chuckle. "Hmmm... were you expecting. "Want a drink? I saw a can machine and a vendor just outside in thecorridor." Sure, Pepsi, please. I'll get started on these," He indicated theforms****I got back with the cans and looked over Kail's shoulder as he filledin the forms. He was past the first page which was name, address, nextof kin, school, skipped the 2nd page which was education, and had movedonto the 3rd which was apparent physical changes. It was split intoseveral categories, a lot was tick boxes, probably to automate. Which rarely happened with us being the youngest of a family of 4 kids and very over bearing parents. Mind you, living so closely together had its good times too. we told each other everything. When we turned 18 our older brother who was 23, finally moved out of the house and in with his girlfriend. This meant one of us got to have his old room. It was bigger than the room we were in now and that meant a lot of arguments for quite a few days over who would get the room. Eventually my brothers.