April walked to her small refrigerator for a glass of chemical orange juice. The chemicals in the fake orange juice were probably less toxic than the ...range juice grown with fertilizer and pesticides. She drank the fake juice as she swallowed four generic Ibuprofen tablets. Rather than heating coffee, she staggered back to bed.In the summer most folks ran their air conditions wide open. April chose instead to open all the fancy new windows she had installed. Below each of the front thermal pane. She felt him squirming under her. She knew his cock was being bent in an uncomfortable angle under her ass. "No buts, Dad. I know you want me." How can you talk like that?" he scolded her."Because," she said and reached down, slid her hand under his belt, and grabbed his rigid member. "A girl can always tell these things." Sue, uh, this isn't right," he stammered."C'mon, dad! Remember you told me how you regret not screwing around with that loose girl in high school when she made a play for. I waited and felt the cold bite my face and ears. I was not able to wait any longer and walked the distance and peeked into the window. The Indian girl was still inside. Again her peaceful way of doing things became obvious as she sifted through a heap of blouses. Sick of being cold and miserable I walked in, being welcomed by a solicitous salesclerk. The Indian girl didn't look at me, seemingly ignoring my entrance, my daring act of coming closer to a woman I didn't know from Adam (should I. The enemy are falling in droves and the attack is falling back due to the heavy cross fire as most of the troops in the gully are dead or dying. She’d seen the dead children in the school yard and she’s very glad she’s killing the child killers.Looking at his watch Ambassador Hedley thinks, Ten after ten a.m., twenty minutes too early for the ceremony and possibly too late to be of much good. Using a spare pair of binoculars he scans the battlefield. Swearing when he sees what looks to be the.