”“My junker’s won the last two races, Forearm,” Omega said.“Forearm, seriously?” I whispered to Omega. He bumped my shoulder with his and ...flashed me a grin, while Forearm flipped us off with his face-hand.“Do you even know how the race works?” the spider asked – his voice coming from the edges of his body, where thin seams in the chitin that cladded him opened up. “You’re an offworlder. But have you ever seen any of the races before you got nabbed?”I shook my head.So, the Spider got to. So they put their backpacks back on, and stood by the road, tried to strike a sexy pose, and stuck their thumbs out at every approaching car. After about twenty minutes in the sun, a truck slowed down to where they stood.It was an old red Ford F-150 pickup truck, that rolled to a stop, and the driver powered down his passenger window to talk to the girls. Lexi leaned up against the truck, and leaned in to give the driver a look at her teen cleavage. “Where y'all headed,” asked the driver, a. “See, she is joking already.” Louise laughed. “I’m serious, Bill, I am OK with this and I want to try everything. I am ready to start right now. If Louise doesn’t want to do it, that’s fine. I’m ready to go and not look back.” Anna replied, “I mean it.” Bill thought for a minute then he turned to his sister and reached in and kissed her right on the lips. Not a brother-sister kiss, but a lover to lover kiss. Lingering and running his tongue into her mouth to tangle with her tongue. She didn’t. I’ve slept there and didn’t get too much rest, but you’re shorter so it may be better. I have an extra pillow and blanket.’ ‘Hey, watch the short jokes,’ she said with a short laugh. ‘Sorry.’ With a grin, I continued, ‘I didn’t know you were sensitive about you’re height. You don’t appear to be vertically challenged. I think that’s the politically correct term, isn’t it.’ ‘Yeah, I think your right, but I can’t help it if my parents built my butt to close to the sidewalk. I may not be able to.