Most people are busy having lives and drinking to the good life. I hate them all. Night after night, I sit behind the counter selling gas and snack fo...od and watch the security monitor until six in the morning. Now, I don’t work at a Shell or Exxon Station, nope! I work in a privately owned station in the sketchy area between the ghetto and the downtown night life. Most of the time, the people that come in are lowlifes and gangsters, hence the handgun behind the counter with me. But, this night. Now you're perfect again." Shane swept Jennifer off of her feet, and carried her back to her bedroom, this time, locked in deep kisses, and less sure of his footing. Turning the corner, the back of Shane's head slammed into the doorsill, and he grunted, eyes shut in pain. He almost dropped Jennifer, but she landed on her feet, and helped him over to the bed. "Shane? Are you ok? Let me see your head, come here." Jennifer looked at the back of his head, and noticed it was red, but not bleeding.. Walking around the bed listening to Kel moaning and seeing Claire's arse in the air, I can't help but notice Claire's glistening pussy which also looks delicious. I drop to my knees behind Claire and massage her arse, parting her cheeks and licking between them, around her arsehole, working my way forward and tasting her delicious pussy juices as my tongue works between her lips and begin to fuck her pussy hole from behind with my tongue, the girls moan and groan loudly together as I soon. They were fine men and I was rapidly losing hope for them and my little granddaughter, Ann.I decided that my office was not that important any more. Preparations for the future needed to be considered and this was my place to plan and work. I went to my study, opened a pad, and started making a list of things to do assuming my fears were correct and a complete breakdown was coming. We would need a source of food, power, and water that was sustainable. We would need a place of relative safety..