" he said and left.Sped left and we just sat there looking at each other, I don't know what to do, our life's are basically over I thought."What kind ...of place is this outpost, if we have to spend the rest of our life's there? I don't know if I could handle it, I would feel trapped." Patricia said.'Well I think the first question is simple, do we stay in the post or go with them?" Stay no question." Ok I agree, so the next question is what we are going to be staying in. I have an idea." Computer. “That one’s gotten too ragged to wear in front of an audience.” She couldn’t wear it for traveling, either, since it wasn’t cut for riding. It had been her favorite, but it was probably time to throw it out or sell it to a second-hand shop.“Wear the green dress, then. It’s a lot like the blue.”“Maybe,” she said, looking back at the mirror. “But the rune will stand out more if I wear the white blouse with a dark skirt. I get more tips when they stare at the rune.” She’d taken to telling people,. Tony finished his makeup by applying several coats of black mascara tohis long eyelashes just in time for him to hear his Grandfathershouting up the stairs, telling Susan to get a move on as the rest ofthe family were up and needed breakfast. Quickly, he brushed his long,blonde hair and squirted some perfume onto his wrists and neck thenwent confidently out of his bedroom to go downstairs to introduce hisnew self to his new family.On entering the kitchen, his uncles and grandfather turned their. He'd gotten soooo deep that time, it was a wonder they hadn't fallen off and gotten hurt.A wry smile formed on her lips as his nickname for his cock came to mind. 'Horace. Why in the world did men name their penises? And Horace of all things?'Then there was that time in the kitchen; she'd been fixing a salad for lunch and he'd hiked her skirt up and entered her... she'd mixed some of his sperm into the salad dressing later just for added spice.Leigh giggled like a little girl recalling the time.