Dad and I waited ten minutes before we too decided to turn in. As I had more than half expected, Brenda had managed to take a wrong turn at the top of...the stairs, and had wound up in my bedroom. I proceeded to make love with her one more time, then we both fell asleep. I woke up suddenly, at five thirty, and my mother was standing at the foot of the bed, watching Brenda sleeping in my arms. Though she was smiling, I saw tears running down her face."Go back to sleep, sweetie, I just came to make. ” “It’s just a shirt, Rich,” she moaned, feeling his hand slide under the garment and caress her breasts, fingers rumbling gently over the engorged flesh of her nipples. “I want you naked,” he repeated. “Rich, honey,” she protested, “my hands are wet.” “Don’t be so reasonable, Emily,” he grumbled softly, releasing one breast and attacking the buttons of the man’s shirt she wore. “I only buttoned three of them,” she gasped, as he tweaked her nipple. She could tell he was naked behind her,. Even if he is he'll be in another world."Sally, despite herself, giggled. "Are you sure, Megan?" Sure as God made little apples. David would love it too, particularly if you brought your violin." Oh, Megan, thank you. I'd love to." Good and if you want to stay over for Boxing Day you're more than welcome."Sally bit her lip and tried to smile at the same time. Megan reached out and covered her hand. "You're on," she said, "and that'll make our Christmas." Oh, Megan. I ... I don't know what to. I had mixed feelings. Part of me didn't want to go, but the other part did. I felt like I was betraying my father, but at the same time I was getting tired of celebrating Christmas by myself. Maybe this will be the start of a new year, I told myself.The cabin was lovely. It was located on a hilltop amongst evergreen trees and miles of snow. I stepped out and breathed deeply; already the snow had lifted my spirits."What do you think?" Brenda asked, climbing out and stretching her stiff.