. .Dad?”“Son…. It’s all my fault… I. . .”“No Jon it’s me. . . I have been so horny and you wouldn’t touch me… and last night… yo...ur Dad and me.”“Last night?”“Damn Jon I need to be held… I need to be touched… I need to be fucked… I need to be loved. . .and you keep making excuses……. Except now I see from the bulge in your pants…”“Here… bitch.. Suck my cock… you want a fuck.. I’ll give you a fuck…No don‘t leave Dad.. You should have some more of this too…. Bend over… I‘m gona fuck you from behind. I phoned my friend Paul McCormick and we were able to get together for lunch at a family restaurant near his office. I phoned my office to let them know we’d take the afternoon off. We ran at the high school track for almost an hour then returned to our house to use the pool and hot tub. Lucy joined us with ice cold water and some boiled shrimp with spicy cocktail sauce from the kitchen. I could read Lucy’s mind—she’d much prefer we were here naked and alone. Daryl left around three,. He had no clue how many vampires Lindsey might have sent, but between one Slayer and one Werewolf who could control both her shifting and herself in were form, well, if any of Lindsey's little strike force came back to him it would be a miracle.Now that he not longer worried about the danger to Nina, and the child that she was carrying, he was able to concentrate on getting out of here. Along the way he intended to relieve Lindsey's central sore spot. This time he would kill the former lawyer. ..the silo was pitch black inside...you couldn't see anything at all unless you lit up a smoke. But I remember it being very comfortable lying on the beans. Just like sitting a giant bean bag....and I also remember being really buzzed. The mescaline was kicking in, and I had a complete body high going on. My buddy and his brother were listening to the dogs barking, and could tell that one of their news dogs had started to chase a deer ...they could tell by his bark I guess....anyway...they had.