It was almost four years later, and high school senior and junior were fighting the sexual tension that now ruled their lives. They had learned everyt...ing sexual from the school pipeline (and classes), and none of what they learned prohibited stepsiblings from hooking up - except the societal taboo.All throughout high school, the two of them dated others sparsely, if only to keep up appearances, but Lance had definitely shown an eye for Susan, and vice versa.But that inevitable weekend came. Her eyes rolled up into her head and she sighed. My son, becoming my husband. We would have our own rings. Holy shit, I am so turned on. This is an amazing idea. I want to do it as soon as possible. Get married? Yes. How? Im only 14. Yea, I know. Its possible. Really? Do you think you could look into it? Of course, sweetie, she said, walking around the table and sitting on my leg, her moist panties throttling my thigh. I love you. So much. Not only is it fucking sexy to have you inside of me. We’ll tarp this load down tight, and leave it locked up here until we can decide what to do with it.”At the house, we walked in together and I told him, “I like your idea about the tarp, and I’ve been thinking about that. If we use the other lowboy to haul the bags of cotton-seed, we’ll get them to load the seed on the trailer, still stacked on pallets. If I’ve guessed right, we can get two pallets side by side, from front to back. If we buy two tarps, and tarp the cotton-seed too, the two. "Great ... just great ... I don't think my insurance is up to date." I said half to myself."That doesn't matter, Sir. The state is paying for your treatment. I'm glad you're awake and I'll contact the doctor in charge." A voice said from my pillow"I'm sorry who ... what are you?" I asked."I'm an automated Medical Resting facility. I'm here to monitor your general health, your vital signs, and to alert the main staff if and when there are problems." Now my bed was speaking to me..."Well, I need.