"someone needs to prune theseroses and april, you are too incompetent a little slut to do it, i can see thatnow." i nod in painful agreement. "yes dad...." "so who shouldi have tend to my garden, since i am a busy man?" i shrugged. with itbeing just me and him living here i had no idea who it would be. then he calledout towards the garage "jose! juan! julio! jorge! let's get to work onthese roses!" from out of the garage came 4 mexican men in dirty workclothes, carrying garden tools and laughing. That is a fucking understatement. I need a drink,” I mumbled.“You knew about the history. Why are you so surprised now?” he asked, reasonably.“You are not real. I refuse to acknowledge this is happening,” I said, dismissively.I walked right past him to the refrigerator. Opening it, I spied some cheese. Perfect! I would have cheese and crackers. I grabbed a knife from the drawer and began to slice the cheese, when I felt two warm hands on my shoulders.“I'm not real, huh. Let me prove to you just. Mhari held her breasts and kneaded them, watched Donal’s eyes follow her movements. She sucked two fingers, stroked her pussy and saw Donal’ intent on following their progress. Her fingers entered her easily and she remembered pleasuring herself when she was alive. Her fingers slipped in and out of her as she stroked her clit with her other hand. She felt no pleasure from her actions, more an anticipation of Donal’ coming on her. The fire of his seed entering her substance brought a thrill to. While Kokata was searching, his Lei was nesting. He had promised to be gone less than six days, whether he found anything or not. —==(o)==— ‘Land, Keme,’ yelled Zoa, repeating the ‘time to land’ motion at him, but the young man ignored her. ‘Land, dammit. The guys need some time to breathe.’ ‘If they can’t keep up then they can fly back,’ yelled back Keme. ‘Batshit, Keme,’ yelled Zoa. ‘If you keep driving us like this none of us will be in a state to fight when we get there. Not even you.’ Keme.