I hadn't meant for the Protectors to do the work. We still needed their guns.But it seems to be enough to inspire the boys. Soon the flock of Killmick...boys are doing the moving, leaving the Protectors once again to draw their guns and follow Napoleon in.Walking up I join Gunga Din and his brother, "You did not have to do that." There was need and a need to show courage." Gunga Din says flatly. His eyes seem to be misting. I give his arm a quick grab, he is a mass of conflicting emotions."Then,. " A devilish smile spread across Carrie's face."Oh yeah...what kind of kinky fun stuff?" Chris asked as his hands explored his mother's naked ass."I'll show you, but first, go up stairs and shower." Carrie swiped her hand across his chest and licked the sweat off her palm. Chris slapped her on the ass and headed up stairs. He saw his sister fingering herself on the couch as he passed."Wanna' grab a shower?" he asked as she locked her lusty eyes on his."Fuck yessss...." Krista reluctantly. That does not include the watchman's pay, of course," Darla said."I can't believe what a gold piece can buy," I continued. "One gold can feed, house, and buy fuel for an average family of four, for almost three months, easy. Longer, if they are frugal. The average yearly income of the upper middle class here, is about 11 golds a month. Which puts them well above the local poverty line, and well into a comfortable life."Four gold a year can keep a man, his wife and two kids in food and housing. And she found that it really was different. The sky was beautiful, blue and full of clouds, and living in the city she never thought to look up at it at all. The water looked very nice, and there were actually little fish living in it. Jasmine never would have thought that fish would live in a lake right in the city, though she had know for about all her life the lake was there; she had stood by it many times and thrown stones in it. But Bobby was different too, she guessed. She had.