Instantly the tent began to fill with laughing and bedraggled guests. Some had been standing nearby and were not too badly affected but most of them h...d apparently been wandering farther afield because by the time they were washed up at the tent they were drenched. Alicia looked amazing; her light frock, wet through, was almost invisible as it clung lovingly to every contour of her huge bosoms.But it had to be said that the cloudburst had worked wonders for the appearance of many of the other. Riley giggled. "Well, I know Missy and Parker won't mind at all to share a bed, seeing as how they're a couple." Oh," I said."But as for the other ... I don't know. It'll be less complicated if I just share the sleeper sofa with Hannah, but I'm not sure. Part of me wants them to know about you, to know all about us," Riley said, softly. "But part of me doesn't." I know, Riles," I said. "It's complicated. Whatever you decide, I'll be OK with." Thanks, Mark."As we neared Amherst, Riley asked if I. I looked up noticing that both of my sisters had left the room.Looking down again at the baby I said softly, "Well I guess we're stuck with each other Sweetie. I'll try to be a good mommy to you. You sure are cute."I gave the baby a motherly kiss and smiled contentedly. In the recesses of my mind I thought that my sister's were holding something back from me. What was it?My sisters returned to the nursery shaking their heads."My, my Sis, you certainly have adapted to your new status. She does. "Hello, Mr. Kennedy. This is Arthur Powyr. May I speak to Kirsten, please?" Mom didn't even try to hide that she was listening. Her eyebrows went up and she actually chuckled in the nearly silent way she had."Hello, Arthur," Mr. Kennedy said. "How are you today?" I'm good. How are you?" Fine, fine. I'll see if Kirsten is available."When he put down the phone, I could hear a saxophone playing. A few moments later, it stopped, and then Kirsten came on. "Hi, Arthur. What did you want?" I bought a.