Her husband wasn't just feeling playful. He looked ready to burst."Oh," she said quietly. The air crackled. Still at the doorway, Jared thrust his sho...rts off and kicked them to the side.When she saw her man's beautiful cock in all its glory, throbbing thick and bobbing unerringly in her direction, the game ended.Her mouth went dry and her nipples tightened. He leered, able to actually see not just the points but her whole areola puff up under her shirt.Oh god. She knew in just a few seconds. Deirdre pulled a packet of Marlboro lights from her bag and together they inhaled the acrid cigarette smoke and lay back on the rocks, letting the sun warm their faces. There was definitely something to be said for bunking a day off school.It was only after the cigarette butts had been discarded, flicked into the damp grass that Deirdre broached the subject again.“So, is it true... about, you know, about Sean?”Sinead nodded. “Yep, it’s true. I killed him.”“Don’t talk daft. I heard it was a. "Our homes, our families and loved ones, our very planet.I too, feel these losses very keenly, though I will not catalogue my own here. This is neither the time nor place for such things. I will not insult your intelligence by exhorting anyone to put the grief aside and look to a future that appears admittedly bleak to all of us at this point. What I will do is tell you all that you are not alone. All Cheryii share our grief, and sense of loss, our outrage, our overwhelming anger at a race. "Kellen gathered HER guy against her. "And this is Mister Alan, Tina's husband."Slade did a double-take. The boy's fast though, and not just as an athlete. I watched his eyes dart back and forth between My Dan and Alan and me and Tina. "Whoa," he said. "Did y'all, like, PLAN this?"It got worse, because Cindy and showed up, tugging her Dan by the hand. When she slung her arm around HIS waist, I thought Slade was gonna flip out. "My sister Cindy," I said, "and HER husband, Dan Richards. Guys,.