"Sheri reached back and grabbed my arm, squeezing my wrist painfully tight, as she was dragged into the depths of the house. A quick turn to the side,...and we were suddenly standing in an oasis of peace, beside a column and behind a couch. Sandy turned and took Sheri by the shoulder, guiding her to the wall. She took me by the arm. "You, here," she said, establishing my post at Sheri's side, basically blocking access to anyone from behind the couch.She walked over and took Dan by the elbow.. Now we just needto do the fine details."She nodded. However, the amused smile didn't dim the least."What?" I asked, staring to feel self-conscious. Whenever she'd smiled atSam like that, it usually meant bad news."That didn't sound like Sarah's car," she said in a sing-song tone. "Infact, it sounded an awful lot like the car the boy you went out with onSaturday drives. What was his name again?"Oh Jesus. Is this really happening? I thought those mother-daughter bondingthings were just a bunch of. ”I frowned and lowered my head. I first thought that Kyra was like the other girls and was after one thing. Then I came to my senses. Kyra wasn't a slut, and even if she was, she wasn't like the others. I was not known for my romance skills, but I knew that I liked Kyra, and now that we were being open with each other, I had to try and justify my actions with Alyssa. I reached and took her hand and brought it to my lips. I kissed it softly.“I am not proud of that. Alyssa is not the type of girl. I looked at the little maroon cups. It wasn't that I grown big boobs, but I'd have to adjust things just right to stay modest. Jesse got a big smile on, like he'd figured out the logistics.He strolled over and undid the top button of my jammy shirt. He began pulling the short sleeve up past my cast, then finished by pushing the last of my bad arm inside the hole. Once freed inside the top, my heavy arm dropped its hand into my lap. Jesse pushed the bottom hem up enough to thread the shoulder.