..whether ornot I got it right...well, I hoped that I had, but I was sure that even if Ihadn't, that God wouldn't mind overly much. We were finally ta...lking again. AndI felt His grace and His peace fill me. It was the best day I had there...thevery best day. That night when I laid down on the hardfloor, settling myself into the corner that I had come to associate as my bed,I dreamt the dreams of angels. I slept peacefully, my dreams full of happythoughts...though I dared not question why these. I could 'taste' their doubt about this statement when they told me this but I knew we didn't dare let any information get back to MS13 about our actions. We offered as many people as we could membership into the clans, but we still ended up with people who no one wanted for one reason or another. We gave these people a choice, either enlist with our army for the duration of the war, following which they would be given enough supplies and seed to survive until they harvested their first crop, or. You were painting in a meadow, right near this little stream. There was an old white derelict house out there too, one that had been long abandoned. It was just this tranquil little meadow, way out in the woods, just South the town of Patler. I was wondering if you might still, possibly, have that painting you were working on then?" Patler? I know where Patler is of course, but I don't remember going over there to paint anything. This was two years ago you say?" Yes, just about this time of. I can’t get comfortable in a strange bed, not even in a plush hotel, let alone here. I’m sure I can hear something next door. It’s Jen’s Mom and Dad. “No Derek, we’ve got guests, we can’t.” Derek didn’t take no for an answer and the familiar sound of lovemaking soon filtered though. It shouldn’t be a turn on, but my cock is rising. I’m listening to Jen’s Mom and Dad fucking. For an older couple they seem to be pretty physical, her mom’s gasps of pleasure are really getting to me, I know now.