A third person, a lean, almost wirey man in a black suit trailed Lucius. He held a third candle in his left hand, pinched between his forefinger and t...humb, the drops of hot wax did not seem to bother him. As he set the candle to the left of Nina’s candle, the thin man turned back to the crowd, back straight as a ram rod. ‘Melanie will be missed,’ he stated, breathless, ‘We wll all miss her.’ His gaze seemed to fly away to another time, and his audience watched in silent admiration. The thin man. Stripped, oiled-up and hand-cuffed to a bedstead would be closer. She floored the throttle, her unreadable expression staring at me from the security mirror. I just managed to grab the nearest pole the instant after it collided with my head. She pulled away from the kerb in a swirl of mist, I swear I could smell the acrid odour of burning rubber. I struggled to get to a seat without falling over, my ears ringing. The road was full of potholes, left over from the recent flooding and she was. "You don't say?" I mumbled, and then I sniffed, "I'll try anything to get some sleep, anything, I'd even skinny dip in next door's swimming pool if I thought that would help!"Uncle Jack laughed and shook his head, "You'd freeze to death" he said, "That pool is not heated."I sniffed again and hiccuped. Uncle Jack bit his lower lip and then he said in a slow voice, "I have an idea of what might help make you sleep Tiffany." What?" I said miserably and he smiled."Do you trust me?" he said suddenly. Mum smiled and dad said “Wow!” as I stood in front of him, he didn’t know what to say as I stood before him with him looking directly at my lower regions.Now I don’t know about you but if someone is looking directly at my groin, things happen. Blood starts flowing south and my cock was having a reaction.I looked across at mum who smiled as she watched dad looking at the tent pole that was appearing in front of his eyes, as my cock grew it lifted up my shorts and my balls hung down.“Seems.