My alternate girlfriend. Whatever the hell was Robbie to me? My head hurt.I missed simpler times.I tried to tell myself that girls had cooties, but it...didn't work. One, I still didn't know what a cootie was, and two, girls had attributes that outweighed them, whatever they were.I decided the problem wasn't girls, it was sisters. Aunt Patti always liked Traci. Maybe I could farm her out."Hey, stud! Waiting for an invitation?"I could kill Robbie and... I could... I crawled between her legs and. ” With that thought wandering though his head he stared at the vivacious redhead, almost mentally asking her a question he wasn’t sure he wanted answered. When she looked back and gave him a slight nod he no longer had any doubt. He knew John Grayson could write the code. Standing before the group he said, “OK, everyone. I know I no longer have any legal standing in this group, but it’s my recommendation we pursue this with every available resource, because the alternative could be the. With no conscious effort on your part, your feet propel you to this padded love altar. My eyes appear to be about to melt, my heart is conjoined with yours. At the edge of the ‘bed’ you stop. I hook a finger in the side of your thong and give you a silent ‘no’ look. Your hands help and the garment pulls away reluctantly from your hips, but falls to the thick grass with barely the noise that a falling leaf can make. Without further instruction you climb onto the makeshift bed and lie back. I. Believe me when I say he will pay for that one."I just grinned at him and locked the door, leading him to the kitchen. When he saw everyone sitting around the table, I thought for a moment he was going to break down in tears. Kat and Sally hugged him and I introduced him to the rest of the crowd. He grabbed a cup of coffee and sat down, and almost word for word, he told them what we had already discussed earlier. Kat started laughing and he looked at her in puzzlement until she explained that I.