"Shit," I hissed then looked over at my sleeping husband.I've never told anyone about that hot summer's afternoon some ten years ago now but I had oft...n re-lived it inside my head. I slipped out of my bed and headed downstairs to our small kitchen where I poured myself a glass of cold water. My dream was alive inside my head and my body was still reacting to those thoughts.It had been a hot summer that year and that afternoon I had donned my squaw outfit for the very last time. The seven. . telling me never to touch her, again. Well... that's not too much of a surprise. The idea of getting fucked by your brother is... pretty far out... for her... I guess. One thing... the next guy that gets into her is going to get a lighted firecracker! He'll know he's been somewhere when he crawls off of her!He decided that he'd have to see Ray Donahue, and to do that he'd have to go to school, of course, he didn't have to stay there. He and Ray could split, go truant... maybe Ray could come. At around noon, she called me up. I ran as fast as I could and knelt before her. She laid me on the bed across her lap, and started spreading the ointment, and I felt a sudden relief spread through me. Also a little arousal started building in feeling her hands on my ass cheeks. I kept my mouth shut, but soon she would notice the sparkling hint of my wetness. Her hands widened their journey on my ass cheeks, reaching my inner thighs and my back. After a while she moved me from her legs, and. " Then hells fricken bells, he begins to cry.I make a decision...Present - Ben and Destiny - At the cabin in the bunkerI immediately disconnect from Jens, Destiny asks me what's wrong, I glare at her and explain, "Well, connecting to Jens wasn't such a bright idea, she was stoned."The last thing I ever thought I would see or feel was a stoned Jens. Destiny tries to mitigate the situation by saying "Ben she must have had extreme pain to let herself take drugs."I continue my glare and correct.