Oddly the towns only beach resort had also survived but it had fallen into disrepair. During the years since the storm the town had become stagnant, f...ew things were fixed, nothing was rebuilt. The towns spiritual and financial leader, Angus MacDuff, had died shortly after the storm. His only son had died in the Middle East and his sorrow left him with no interest in the town. All thought he had died from grief. His five daughters fell into a period of sadness and apathy concerned only for each. She had pushed herself closer. "I can probably go without it, if I had to. My ankle still hurts a bit, but..." The rope is just loosening. If we can get some more, I can re-wrap the handle on. No real problem."She let out a sigh, hand touching his."Thank you." No problem," Liuz repeated. He pushed the crutch back towards her. She took it, careful to maneuver it around both him and Kasia. The end passed an inch over his sister's sleeping head. The two sat silently."I'm sorry you're stuck with us. ‘But… and it’s OK if you really don’t want to do this with me… but I’d like to kiss, and make-out, and take our time building up to the good stuff.’ ‘So you’re implying that kissing and making out isn’t good?’ I said in an attempt to tease her. ‘OK, Mister Literal,’ she giggled. ‘I want to take our time building up to the better stuff.’ Then without waiting for me to agree… perhaps assuming I had no objections… she pulled herself up along my chest, lining up our faces. Her expression, which had. When he finally released me, my eyes were flushed with tears and I coughed around his cock drenching it in sperm and saliva overflowing from the back of my throat.As I took a moment to breathe, I began to remember where we were and what we were doing. Well, I suppose I had never forgotten that, but instead I forgot that we were not alone. I looked over Alonso's shoulder hoping no was around and that somehow we had been quick and were unobserved. I couldn't see anyone there. Then I looked over.