These children were learning to adapt, they spent their time playing games with each other. It was all they really could do to distract themselves fro... despair.It was a horrible sight, seeing them smile with shaved heads and wearing prison uniforms. It was remarkable how resilient children were, how they could adapt to hardship, but in a just world, they wouldn’t need to adapt. They shouldn’t have to adapt to this hell. If the world were fair, if the world were kind, they would smile and laugh. " Well Ms. Bristol, that's just how much you know. Anthony will have a Thanksgiving dinner in my refrigerator when we're finished tomorrow night. I'll leave him a key for the house so he can get in. All we'll have to do is heat it up and enjoy it."She laughed, "Anthony must think a lot of you to go that much out of his way for you." I don't think that it's too much to do since I'm part owner of this fine restaurant."When he saw that she didn't fully understand, he continued, "Anthony is a great. I looked at her with tenderness, remembering the evening before, and the intense and passionate lovemaking that had left us both breathless. I must confess that it had not been long for me afterward to fall into a deep sleep.But now, looking at her sexy curves and smelling her perfume mixed with her feminine scent I realized that my cock was reacting to her presence, as always. I was getting hard again and I cupped my balls in my palm and slowly started to pump the shaft, still wet from her. The girls had talked about how much fun sex was and this was nothing like that. If this was sex, it was the last time she would have it.Several hours later Aunt Jen dropped by. Aunt Jen was only 21 and Linda could talk to her about anything. She was really cool.Quietly in the living room, Linda told Jen what had happened and how she really never wanted to have sex again.Jen was a little surprised but not too much. She understood the problem and had a solution.“Tomorrow you and Bobby are.