Joseph looked around, certain he was being watched. For just a moment, he thought he saw a slender young woman in a dark dress, partially hidden by th...e wisteria that overran the trellises surrounding the walkway to the parking lot, but then she was gone. All that lingered was the smell of the flowers on the vines, mixed with what he would have sworn was a hint of Aphrodesia.He returned to work the following day. He was tired, emotionally drained from the funeral and from his grieving for his. .she came by after about six days. It took you almost three weeks….I must be losing my touch.”My eyes kept darting down to his enormous penis, then up to his eyes, then back again, as I giggled and stammered, “Well….you seemed pretty busy over the past few weeks.”I noticed his eyes were locking onto my obvious nipple bumps, and I shifted positions, making my boobs swing and wobble a bit, then asked, “So…..are you going to invite me in?”He smiled and turned sideways in the doorway to let me in.. Lying down near the top of the raise, I extended the stock of the M4. I suddenly realized that while I was angry at being in the role of protector and defender, I wasn’t as angry as I’d once been. I also discovered I was still conflicted about whether or not I was really protecting or defending, and not just killing and destroying. Regardless of my internal thoughts on the matter I knew I couldn’t let these men continue living, or innocent people were going to get hurt. With that thought firmly. I would never approve of her wearing that outside the house.But with her big brother around...He had his shorts up, but the fly was still unzipped. He straightened his shirt, face gleaming with sweat. It was stuffy in the garage. That wonderful musk of sex filled the air. They both fidgeted in that way children always do when caught being naughty.“I just need to talk to your brother alone,” I told Renee, giving her a bright smile. “Why don't you go work on your tan some more.”“Yes, Mom!” she.