I shouldn’t have stared, but I did. Her 14 year old tits were perfect on her. As she began to slowly sit up, I had to look away fast before she sa...w that I was staring. I turn my back to her and stood in the water, willing my thoughts away. Pushing the image of Katies perfect tits out of my mind.KATIE- My heart raced faster with the thought, the knowledge that my dad had been staring at my tits. He turned his back to me as he stood in the water. I mind swirled and my hormones took more. Thank the universe they never met in real life."She is doing fine without your so called aid."Palto's leg tensed under my head."I think I should be judge of that."Vashe growls at him. Dark and brooding, he flashes at Palto. "You are a nothing, a mite, boy. She would never have latched on to you if they had not pushed you together." I object."I say as I sit up."You are both dead and have been for millions of years."I say as I scowl at them. "Now if you have nothing better to do than argue over. Please. Make me feel alive.”Taking my hand in hers, she slid it inside the shirt and around one of her breasts. The night we’d spent together flashed across my mind again, and I knew I didn’t want a repeat of that particular morning-after.“Are you sure?” I asked.She frowned. “It’s not catching, you know.” I laughed with her at that.“No ... I know that. I was just remembering the last time we did this.” Finally, the words had been spoken. Celeste frowned and then understanding flew across her. Yet, despite all, even she couldn't stop a major crisis from engulfing her country. Five months after Dean was sworn into office, a major domestic terrorist group known as MASK sent troops from all over the world to the US. Dean mobilized the military and declared war on the organization, the first war fought on American soil. Unfortunately, MASK possessed advanced technology, and their enigmatic leader, Warmaster, was a tactical genius who was seemingly uncapturable. Almost every battle ended.