The snow that blanketed the ground on Saturday was a bad memory now. Sunday's and today's mid-40's temperatures had melted it away. The ground was bac... to its normal yellows and browns with just a hint of green. The ride took less than ten minutes.Julie greeted me with a kiss at the door. We made some popcorn and headed for the Simpson family room. We sat on the couch cuddled with each other as we watched the movie and snacked on popcorn. We kissed occasionally as we watched the movie.Part way. I’d always enjoyed how she pushed her tits forward with the maneuver. “Soooo… you’re cooking dinner for me.” This would be interesting. “You catch on fast, Brett.” She made a racket pulling a skillet from a cabinet beneath the counter. I lifted my chin toward a window and saw my girlfriend’s Beetle convertible in the driveway. I smiled and shook my head. “Baby, this is such a surprise.” I stood and swung a leg over the chair. “I thought you’d be stuck on that project for another week.” “Yeah,. ” Sighing, he picked up the stake and showed it to her. “Sunrise isn’t far off.”She stared at him like he’d just explained the world was ending. But slowly, her eyes drifted between him, the stake in his hand, and Jessy, still at her side.“Jessy, you—”“Her jaw is broken. She’s trying to avoid talking.”“Yeah,” Jessy whispered, wincing as she did. “You ok?”“I ... I’m fine, I guess. I...” Her eyes fell, and she stared at the bed. From looking like a surprise apocalypse had hit, to looking like her. " It's raining, Dan. I'm wearing my coat."In fact, it had stopped raining by the time Fluffy arrived at her friend's front door. The sun was out and the trees were shrouded in steam. She was regretting wearing this raincoat. It was so schoolgirlish. And it was hot. Even more worryingly, it was tight. It hadn't been as tight as this last time she'd worn it to school, a couple of months before. It couldn't have shrunk. Raincoats didn't shrink! That left just one reason, and Fluffy knew perfectly.