Henry was annoyed by the whole thing.“That’s gotta be closed up.” he muttered. “Under the floor too ... right here looks like a...”Suddenly ...enry’s face broke into a huge smile.“It’s a Valentine!” he shouted.Henry started drawing a heart shape inside the overall shape of the opening. It fit well.“Hey Seanix,” Henry shouted, “let’s see what you’ve got on your side.”Seanix was done tracing out the opening, so they lay the plywood flat on the deck, Seanix’s side up. Henry started to draw a heart,. I don't want and do not have any intention for the story to be modified, but you can correct the mistakes if you want to since I'm not a native English speaker (thanks DirkGroot for his work to progressively correcting mistakes). Please personalize all the names of family members for the story to be more immersive and for optimal fun! And also please remember that this is a fiction and doing this in real life would be very bad!]Right now, even after all these years, I can't forget what happened. I didn’t mention it again because he was getting embarrassed but yes my crazy kinky Mark was an ass eater at least one night of his life. I am a hygiene freak so I guess that was lucky for him.He wasn’t always smashed and we did have some great philosophical conversations. He was very intelligent and sucking that big banana of his was pretty darn fun to. We were watching TV one night on the couch in the living room. Mark laying on the couch while I sat with his legs over my lap. I could not. We chatted from carriage to carriage as we made our way to the church. Miles and I shared the same hymnal purposely hooking fingers as all newlyweds do. We also held hands despite the heat. I found that the hot weather was just as bad back in Rhode Island but there was less humidity back there.John and Sylvia invited us to their house for Sunday dinner. We, of course, accepted. Sylvia proved herself to be a very good cook. She had a roast in the oven slowly cooking since they left. I helped her.