Andrea lay on her back. Lydia on hands and knees kissed my sister's entire body from feet to the crown of her head. Eventually the sex started betwe...n them. Such tender movements kissing, sucking, moaning. The point finally came when Lydia was on hands and knees above my sister. The two lapped at each other's cunts. My sister was to give me the signal."Peter, she is wet for you. It's time for you two to make a baby. She lay under her wife, spreading Lydia's gorgeous lips for me. She. " I said, " Do you know my age?" She replied, " I think you are 51 years old, John." I said, " No. I am 55 years old. And here you are a beautiful 37 year old, on her bed, for my pleasure. I must say that I am lucky to have your young and healthy body, all to myself, for my pleasure. Don't you think so?" She replied, " Yes, John." I said, " Morgan, get up from the bed and stand in front of me. I want to see your beautiful body in your wedding negligee." She got up from the bed and stood shyly. I noticed that very few remaining Jews had the temerity to take to the streets and I had to agree that was a wise decision indeed. I estimated that ninety percent of the original population of Jews in the city had either left of their own accord or were shipped off to some unknown destination with rumored harsh treatment.Then, the radios were blaring with the effrontery of the Poles to actually invade sacred German lands and the need to restore the proper perspective to a sometimes tenuous. "Your numbers will show on their caller ID's. Ask them to be ready for a conference call from the Chairman of Global Security within the hour." We all looked at her, questioningly. She smiled at us. "Grampa. What did you think his job was? Then start packing your bags for a trip to Iraq." She smiled knowingly as we all looked at her. Finally, Victoria asked the inevitable question."Samantha, how are we going to convince them to let us go? We need their permission." We are not going to convince.