While history remains good for teaching, dating everything in the current world according to when everything else occurred now makes little sense. Alt...hough we still have clocks, we've zeroed them out starting from the day we recovered, since that's how we now view the world.Anyway, we're unsure whether anyone is listening to us at the moment, although we're going with the assumption that someone is. At the moment, we've seen no sign of anyone else even being alive. What we have done is to check. ?” I swallowed.“She’s fine,” Tash grinned. “It’s safe.”“I know, but...”“Ssh, Joe. It was perfect. The loving fuck and the caveman fuck. As long as I get the first, I have no problem with the last. The opposite actually. Okay?”“Okay,” I smiled and kissed her deeply. “I love you, you know.”“Me too.”We kissed again.“I’m starved,” she proclaimed.“Me too.”“Me for two,” she giggled, rubbing her lovely baby bump again.After dinner, during the couple hours we spent editing Nick’s Tales, Tash having. The stuff of which the drawers were made was barely more protection to my skin than a very thin night shift would have been! HE NOW PASSED HIS COARSE VULGAR HANDS ALONG MY PERSON, IN ORDER FULLY AND PROPERLY TO CONVINCE himself that between the very light whipping-drawers and my skin nothing had been smuggled in for protection from the strokes. And I could perfectly well make out, from the UNMISTAKABLE NATURE OF HIS MANIPULATIONS, that, like a general, he was examining the ground, the real. I enjoy their flirting and often fantasize about them hooking up for more. I have told her about my fantasy which she always shrugs off as a crazy idea.Our cabin is basically a small two-bedroom house on our land. The only rooms are the two small bedrooms and the bathroom, everything else is open. This year happens to be one of the years my brother can make it. Usually, when he is able to make it, it's for a two-week visit. The three of us get to the cabin and get started with tidying up and.