My blood rushes to both heads and I begin to feel a little faint. Our twisting is interrupted by a “whoa, that’s hot!” I almost forgot Chad was ...here.“Was that good, Chad?” My sister asked her fellow.“Yeah, I’m ready.” He responds as he leans backBrenda looks at me, “alright, get to it!” she commands. I almost forgot what she was talking about so caught up in our kiss, until it dawned on me. OH RIGHT! I give Brenda one last pleading look. The look in her eyes tells me, there’s not a snowball’s. “Oh, I am sorry.” “I am not” I responded.He hands me the water and I drink it at once. I return the glass to him and he allows a finger to stroke my hand. Then there we stand like that for what seems an eternity. He sits the glass down and put a hand on my back. I step closer and then closer again until our lips just barely touch. He then presses his mouth onto mine. We stand there like two virgins until our maturity woke up and we begin to work our mouth. Now we are kissing each other. I sat in the right corner of the sofa, and Marsha crawled next to me. I put my left arm around her shoulders and pulled her close to me. She put her head on my shoulder, and sighed."What's eating you, dear?", I asked. Before I knew it she burst out in tears. "Oh, daddy, it's Jack again", she sobbed, "Lost his job again a few weeks ago, and all he can do is play those damned video games. He doesn't help me out in the house at all, so after work, which is quite busy lately, I have to do. I stayed in that bed for almost three weeks before being assigned to the transfer company camped right on the waters of the Great Lakes with mostly female defensive fighting units forming a perimeter on all sides including the one facing the dark waters to our North. There had been persistent rumors of North Korean fast-boats raiding to capture prisoners for interrogation. The last thing I wanted was to fall into their clutches because they were notorious for total lack of mercy to American.