”Gramps clamped his open hand on her naked butt and they held each other close.‘He doesn’t even not know my butt is naked, but I sure love the f...el of his hand there.‘“Sweetheart, you have made me the happiest Gramps in the world too. I see my little Sweetheart has really grown up now. You’re not wearing panties to bed. But that’s alright, when Granny was alive, she never wore them either.”“Thanks Gramps, then I want to be like my Granny. I may never wear panties to bed again, now that I know. There were too many pressures on the coupling to sustain it.I also revisited in my thinking the illegality of what April and I were doing. Sure she wasn't a minor and was a consenting adult, but in many states that didn't make an iota of difference – incest was still illegal, and if the act could be proven we could each face a long prison term.I glanced at April, but she apparently had known of Serena's decision and even applauded her sister's action. I knew the two of them could fight like. Had the apocalypse struck while we were not looking?We continued to stop at small towns along the river to spend the nights, and we never found a clue as to what was going on. You can bet that we were now a hell of a lot more careful when we were on land than we had been before the attack by the gang of seven back a few days ago.There had been a few aftershocks over the past couple of weeks, but nothing like that big one on the first day. Nevertheless, we were conscious of a repeat of an. I lived a very sheltered life, attending an all girls’ school and being an only child. Struggling to make friends and being introverted by nature, my parents had finally agreed, a year earlier, that I was old enough to go home after school alone, even though they often worked quite late. A few weeks after I had begun walking home by myself I noticed that our neighbour, Mr. Johnston, was at home also. Mr. Johnston had lived three houses down from us my entire life, but I never paid much.