“What the—don’t tell me that Alice is your sister” David said and Tim replied “Sure is – worse luck”. “Oh dear” said David “So you... have big sister trouble as well. I’ve just—I’ve just been playing table tennis with her”. “O she’s quite good at that” said Tim and David thought of saying “Yes; she beat the pants off me” but decided that comment was too close to home. “Well what are we going to do now” he said “would you like to play on my computer”. Tim made no reply but the bored look vanished. “I was imagining it was you all the time, Ian. All the time while my husband’s big cock was inside me, pounding me from behind as he likes to, I was thinking about your thick cock. I was thinking about your hands groping my tits and you licking my ear lobe and biting my neck.”As I went on, Ian couldn’t resist from stroking himself harder through his trousers.“Take it out, Ian. Let me see that beautiful cock of yours again. I want to see how big it is.”Without speaking, Ian unzipped his fly and. “Grandma, a bad thing! A very, very bad thing is going to happen. Please come inside!” A thin, reedy voice, that of a small child, could be heard from inside the small house. The only response from the old woman was a twitch of her shoulder, as if a fly had landed. The woman’s face never changed and, somehow, James knew she had heard and was terrified of what it meant. Her granddaughter, the tiny face at the window, had been making little predictions for almost a year now. They all came. It took a few minutes before one of them looked up at the sky to see a figure floating up there, but no matter how hard he looked all they could see was a blurry figure that seems to be constantly changing. All he could tell was that the figure seemed to be watching him and the people around him as they tried to get on their feet.As they finally all manage to get up they hear a voice, neither male nor female from high above their heads "Hello everyone, I know you all must be scared but there is.