And we had fun last summer when we hung with them and Julie and Harry, so okay. Probably yes.”“Okay then. So if I don’t hear otherwise by Wednes...ay, let’s plan on noon Saturday at my house. I’ll have lunch ready for everyone.”Lynette frowned. “Um, Amelia? They’re already coming? Is this a setup?”Amelia giggled. “Not really, sweetie. But you’re pretty perceptive, you know? Actually I had planned for a lunch with Julie ‘cuz the two of us’re doing a project. And I saw her just before rehearsal;. Let's have some lunch first." Lunch? Dad could be home by the time we finish. We can eat after." You can if you want, but I'm hungry." Maddeningly, Mom began making some lunch. Frustrated, I ran out the shop and retrieved Dad's box, walking hurriedly back to the house as I tried to open it without success on the way. I burst through the back door and set the box on the counter where I managed to open it without problems, lifting the lid and stepping back so Mom could see the three bundles of. He quickly set four glasses out, then reached into the refrigerator and pulled out the fresh pitcher of orange juice. Four full glasses were quickly downed by the parched family, along with refills.Phoebe had been slow to react, otherwise she would have served them something else, anything at all other than the orange juice. Eyes aghast, she caught Malcolm’s eye and made several glances at the pitcher. It took him a few seconds, and then his eyes opened wide as well in understanding. He could. I undressed and folded my shirt and slacks placing them on a chair. When I was down to just my underpants, I asked myself if I should remove them now or wait until later. Sometimes I ask myself really stupid questions. Lara had made it very clear what she wanted, so I slid my underpants down my legs and put them on the chair with the rest of my clothes. Before I slid into bed, I turned down the covers on Lara’s side of the bed and turned off the lights except for the lamp on my nightstand.It.