In that I was a chosen one, outside of Lilly’s love for her guys. Yes, a chosen one but quite different than the old brain washing of parochial scho...ol. Perhaps if I had been older, more experienced, I would have pondered more deeply about the realm the sisters inhabited. Later in life I would have probably surmised something similar to their parallel reality, an extra-dimension. Making sense in my young human mind wasn’t something my brain was ready for and it was far easier just to play dumb. Chunks of safety glass lay everywhere, glittering like diamonds under the flashlight's beam. Liv tried unbuckling her seatbelt, but it wouldn't release.After struggling with the stubborn button, she reached for the Go Bag and pulled out the Buck Strider pocket knife. She cut the belt free with one quick movement then began searching the interior for her cell phone. The broken hunk of plastic was on the floorboard where it landed after slamming into the dash. Liv tried to turn the overhead light. I figured I would ask him to unlock his profile pictures for me and he obliged, as I did the same for him. That’s when I had made up my mind. Not a lot of guys put their face pic in their profiles but when I saw his I just knew he was genuine and not a creep or anything, he was just looking for fun, just like me. He was very good looking, grey hair, shaved 4” cock, no facial hair, looked like a successful white collar mature man that wanted some younger cock and I was going to give it to him.. “Well, we did it!” Lisa said.“Fucking oath we did!” Chris beamed and gave Lisa an excited high-five.“Johnson’s Gym is now… finally… officially an international company!” She said grinning.Chris was Australian and had always had a passion for fitness. He inherited the first branch of the gym, a little gym in the suburbs of Melbourne, when he was twenty-one as his father came into ill health. But Chris had a talent for business and, by his twenty-fourth birthday, had prospered so much that he.