That's when I saw the red BMW that had hit me.The driver, a pretty blonde, was getting out of her BMW, saying, "I am so sorry, sir! I was fiddling wit... my radio and didn't see you! I'm so sorry! My insurance will fix your car."The young teenager was about eighteen, blonde, and had deep blue eyes. And she looked familiar! "I'm sure it will, miss. We should exchange insurance cards and addresses." Right. Let me get my insurance card." Then she returned to her car.In the meantime, I did the same. He grabbed a cup and joined them.“Just like old times, baby brother. The three of us impatiently waiting on Mom and Dad to get up so we could open presents,” Debbie said.“Yeah,” said Angie, “Remember how we use to send Jake upstairs to wake them up because he was the baby?”They all laughed as his sisters reminisced about Christmases past. Jake, of course, remembered none of it, but enjoyed listening to them. About fifteen minutes later, Melissa walked into the kitchen wrapped in the quilt from. Alex just rolled his eyes, knowing he had to deflect the question. "Fuck you. My mother is amazing. You just wish you could date my mom." "Hell yes I do", Tyler said. "Have you seen your mom? She's way hotter than any of the chicks around here." "Shut up, man", Alex said, punching his friend in the arm."You brought it up", Tyler said. "But, whatever, tell me about this girl you're dating." "Well, she's amazing", Alex said. "She's sexy and sweet and completely submissive." "Damn, she sounds. But Moira’s not likely to pop up and see how we’re getting on, is she?’ ‘No of course not, but would it worry you if she did?’ ‘No, I suppose not. It’s just, oh, I don’t know. Let’s forget it.’ I muttered, quickening my steps in order to avoid having to try to explain the irrational thoughts I was having. We almost ran along the rest of the street and were both a bit out of breath by the time we got to a door a short way away from the front of the shop. Immediately inside was a flight of stairs.