For the most part, Bobby, married to Joanie, quoted jobs and drummed up the business and Ben, married to Jane, ran the office, ordered supplies, and d...d the accounting. It worked out well, with each man doing what he was more adept at doing, while all three men worked as a team to make the business grow and succeed, and it did. The wives were as different as the men were the same. Julie was a sexy all American woman, much like the blonde beauty queens you’d find in Texas. As nice and. So we hired bikes for the day and headed off under pedal power to discover beaches, cliff-top paths and relics of World War II. The following day we all woke with aching legs, so that day was rather less energetic.That evening, our last on the island, Harry dropped a bombshell.“Finn, I’ve summut I need t’tell ya, cos if I don’t it’s gonna bug me the rest’at trip. You’s not gonna like it, but it’s for’t best, kay?”I nodded in wary anticipation.“I’m not goin’ back t’school in September. My work. When she was done cumming she lay back for a minute and rested, and I noticed Aunt Lisa grabbing something out of one of the boxes. Stephanie and Marie were still all over each other, but now they were kissing and rubbing on each others tits and looked oblivious to the rest of us. Mom sat up and kissed me hard, sucking on my tongue like she wanted it for herself until Aunt Lisa came over to us and handed us both a strap-on like the one she was already wearing. I was confused at first, but. The radio's playing the same crap it always does and you don't get much service out here in the backwoods so no streaming. Looking down at the clock, you can see you're making decent enough time and should be able to get home in time to catch that show you like. Alone. Like every night. Maybe don't dwell on that, huh? No one likes sad sap.You're pulled out of your ruminations by the radio turning to static. Really loud static. Weird. this doesn't happen. Like, ever. You curse and try to turn.