"Home and glad to be back," Bud's familiar mental voice responded."The three amigos ride again," Harley cheered."Glad to have you back where you belon...g, my friend," I said to Bud, and meant it."We have much to discuss," Bud said. "You should get your shower and get your breakfast so we can get started." Nu uh, I need a run first. Then shower and breakfast."And that's what I did. In fact I ran the property line twice, it felt so good. The shower was extra long as well. By the time I got back. My heart just about exploded out of my chest. ‘What the hell was going on?’ I thought. She’s my s****r. Well technically she’s my step-s****r and not truly flesh and bl**d. ‘So this was not that bad right?’ I thought to myself. I think she wants me to find these. Has she noticed me looking at her feet? Did she know that I sometime used her socks to pleasure myself? More importantly, did she know that I was outside her door watching? I looked down the hallway and her door was shut so I took her. We chatted and ate 'n drank. Once we had finished K asked if we should go. So we got our stuff and we both went to the toilet. I finished my cider and took a tablet. We met at the doors and then walked and kissed our way back to the bus station where there was a bus about to leave so we jumped on that and sat near the back holding hands. I had started to arouse and stiffen. I felt Ks crotch and her boobs discreetly and placed her hand on my bulge. Her face was a picture when she felt my. I cranked up the stereo almost full blast to block out any further thoughts or conversation, and my Blaupunkt speakers rattled until they were nearly dead as we hit 92mph on the deserted country road. I zoned out, just thinking over and over, things like: `Little goddamn smart-ass mother fuckin' cock suckin' goddamn mother fuckin' little bitch! I'll fuckin' show him queer!'Here I sit, looking at the hearts and initials carved into the sticky wooden bar at the Powder Keg, yet again contemplating.