" I finally had my pants on and I was up and off the couch.I was feeling a little trembly, trying to act normal, as if we'd beendoing homework instea... of this friend of mine putting her best moves onme.Dallas gave me a sad little smile."There's one in the kitchen," I told her.She left me standing there and I heard her dialing and talking to Kyle,who was now more than a little pissed at her for asking him for twochauffeur jobs in one day."Do you want some Coke or something?" I asked her when. ." I watched her back the car down the driveway, and pull out of sight ... thinking "now I know I'm going to have my own Christmas..."My first thought was to see if Bev might be next door ... it was a little cold that day, but after a shave & shower, I put on some sweat clothes, went down the hill and boldly knocked on her backdoor. I saw no cars in her driveway, meaning the rest of her crew might be long gone. Bev came to the door in her pajamas, opened it with a smile, and said, "well, so you. He could hear his parents breathing as they slept, completely unaware of what had happened while theyd been gone earlier, or what was about to happen just up the hall. He silently made his way down the hall to his sisters room, easing open her door slowly so that it wouldnt squeal and give him away. He slipped inside her room and shut the door silently, then turned to see her laying sound asleep across her bed, the sheet that had covered her young body bunched up at her feet where shed kicked. Be glad to give you a lift. My Christmas gift to you." "Thank you," she said happily. She had to finish closing her register so I went outside and warmed up my car. I must admit all kinds of fantasies were running through my head at this point, but I told myself, 'Down boy, this is just you doing a hot looking girl a favor.' She was out in five minutes and climbed into the car. "Thank you so much." "No problem. Where to?" She gave me her address. It wasn't too far away. "So, what are your plans.