Another week passed. There were calls from several of Sarah's friends as plans were finalized. We were in January now, and the trip was inexorably app...oaching in early April. Sarah would talk to me about the plans and her concerns about the still unaccounted for Jenn, but was getting really touchy about any comments I made, even when I went out of my way to try to be helpful.Sun Jan 16Finally one Sunday evening when she got off the phone I asked, "Still no word from Jenn?"Sarah just blew up.. "The next two years passed by quickly. The two families remained close, getting together on certain Saturdays. James, Janice and I began to develop physically. James became a handsome muscular youth of 18. Janice was more womanly and at 17 oozed sex appeal. I was developing into the hottest looking girl, going by the comments from everyone.The fun activities continued. Dad continued to fuck Beth and Janice, besides mom. Brad fucked mom and Janice besides his wife. James fucked his mom, my mom. Still a novice at thirty-three when it came to the kitchen, the model absolutely loved getting the opportunity to learn one on one with a professional chef. She had tried taking a cooking class once, but that proved to be a disaster. Henry, thankfully, was far more patient with her than her previous teacher and actually explained everything he was doing and why. Plus, it definitely took her mind off of why she was even up so early to begin with.In the meantime, they chatted back and forth about. ”“That’s a ‘no’, isn’t it?” I grinned.“Are you asking me to cheat on my boyfriend?”“No way!”“So you were teasing, as I suspected.”“Of course!”“José Ochoa,” a black-haired, brown-eyed, obviously Hispanic kid said, walking up to our table.I flipped through the packets to find his.“Welcome!” I replied. “I’m Mike and this is Teri. We’re your Resident Advisors on the 8th floor. You’re in room 811.”“Hi!” Teri said.I handed him a manila envelope.“This envelope contains your room key, student ID,.