”“I think I can find some time next Saturday. Give me a call and let me know.”Cindy finally woke from her nap. Still groggy, she came stumbling ...into the kitchen with her robe hanging loosely over her shoulders. She recovered quickly when she saw Pete and I having a cup of coffee. She asked if she could join us and of course there were no objections. “What do you think of Pete’s massage techniques, Cin?”“It was heavenly! Can I speak to you for a minute Rhoda?”“Excuse me, will you , Pete?“Sure,. I walk in to greet them with hugs and kisses. My mom was in the kitchen so after a brief with her I headed to chat with my sis and bro. As I sat there I kept thinking about that day my dad was smelling my panties so I got up to see my dad. I made my way to his room where he was laying on the bed watching TV. I walk over and he got up and I was focus on his cock. As we hug I felt his soft cock against my stomach and felt his hand run along my back and to my bikini bottoms. He gave me a kiss on. When she walked up the landing to her apartment she saw the Chaplain and another man from the base and they told her Jimmy was dead — but by that point she already knew that. They comforted her and gave her a number to call if she needed help and were soon gone, she walked into their little bedroom and sat down on the edge of the bed and stared at his clothes in the closet for a long time. Every piece of clothing held a memory and she held a shirt to her face and tried to breathe in his scent. "Yes sir, I know. It's very quiet here. I thought of something that you might want to consider. The bread here is getting stale. Why don't you and Uncle Ed take your trucks, liberate a couple of freezers each, and fill them with perishables. Mom and Aunt Mary can help you pick out the right things."Yes sir. I don't think there will be any deliveries. The roads were totally empty. I think three percent may be optimistic." Yes sir, you are correct. That's what they said on the newscasts but I'm.