"Merry Christmas Eve to you, too," Trisha echoed, slowly turning onto her back so she could look into the eyes of her lover. She was met with a kiss f...lled with the passion remembered from the night before. "Is anyone else up, yet?" she asked, looking around and not seeing any movement from the covered bodies next to them."Mom and Dad are up; they're having coffee in the kitchen. I heard Mom check on the boys and tell Dad that they're still asleep, but who knows for how long. If you want, there. I look back to last year at Thanksgiving. There was just Izzy and me here. Angie and the kids came out and brought us the meal, but it wasn't a really happy time. She wanted me to move into town. I knew she cared, but I just couldn't do it. She left that day as unhappy about the situation as I was."Anyway, me and Izzy made it through until Nellie showed up. She brought a shell of a man with her and said they were staying. I know this pissed Angie off, but for me it was the saving of me. Not. I went and started doing the warm ups. My GYM instructor told me that its already late so he is going to leave me all alone and he is going home as he is really tired. I said ok Greg I ll finish off my work out and leave. He told me on the way that dont forget to close the door. I said Yes Mr G I will and continue to work on my body.I was doing cycling and then I tried to lift some weight. I was doing when I heard something. It was kind of whisper. I didnt give much attention to that. I usually. You're right, though. My dad would never let me have a guy in my room. I'm not sure he'd even grasp the concept of me being with a girl." Speaking of which..." Yvonne's voice was quiet, and she took another sip of her drink as she thought of what to say. "I just... I never said sorry for what I did." Why did you do it?" What?" It obviously wasn't the response Yvonne had been expecting."Why did you do it? I mean, you've got the looks, the figure, a certain sort of charm. Why did you feel the.