"He's here, but don't ask! The kid is over-bred, under-educated and spoiled rotten. If he manages to score better than a five on the CAP when he tests...in three months I'll be shocked."I groaned, but looked around the gathered crowd who were happily enjoying the festivities for what the twins had happily dubbed "Landing Day". They had taken my twenty-seven day months and created a calendar with three nine-day weeks per month and a number of holidays to celebrate. They even proposed a concubine. His mother always asked about potential suitors but Terry never had any “news.” It was an almost embarrassing ritual that he wished was not part of their every conversation.Because sister, Beth had provided grandchildren, Rhonda Carson thought Terry was somehow shirking his responsibilities by remaining single. He never thought her “gentle” urgings were cruel, or hurtful. If asked, she was sure Terry loved the teasing as much as she loved dishing it out.Married right out of high school, Rhonda. We walked back to the bike and everyone was there waiting for us. No one said anything, but allot of "knowing" glances were exchanged. Sabrina and I just smiled.All day long we rode and stopped. Sabrina and I were like two high school k**s out on a hot date. We couldn't keep our hands off of each other. At one point she told me if I didn't quit playing with her ass and pussy through her jeans she would look like she pissed herself she'd be so wet. Finally the day was drawing to a close and we. .. especially this year." Their last few Christmases had been full of stress, but now that the war was over, they could finally relax and he intended to make it a holiday to remember."I had a little help," he added softly. "Our fairy friends are nestled in the tree. If you offer them some bread and honey, they may come out for a visit." I don't know, I just haven't been feeling very festive this year. If we weren't having everyone over tomorrow, I might have just let the holiday pass this.