He squatted down in front of the fireplace to fix the logs. He could hear her humming, a happy humming. Was she happy? Would she regret this decision?...She hadn’t yet spent a winter there, so she might change her mind after the first one. Could he become part of her plans? Or was he already part of her plans? What could he do to make her fall in love with him? He needed a plan, a good one. He wanted her badly. Physically but not only that. He wanted to be part of her day, of her thoughts. He. " No, you're shitting me." I'm not and I wish that we had been reunited under more controlledcircumstances." You're John?" Yes Brian." It just wouldn't register in my mind, this couldn't behim it just couldn't,"Do you remember one of the last times I saw you?" She asked me."Not really." I replied as I really couldn't remember,"You asked me if I still had my scout knife as you wanted it to cutnettles to get under a conker tree." Where?" I asked"Jesmond Dene." What the fuck happened to you? I. My manhood responded to the touch making my pajamas tight. I kept my hand still and intact with her waist. But there was a monster brewing inside me, prodding for more.My thoughts swung back and forth, trying to figure out the desire of the monster. And as they settled down without my knowledge, I pulled back my hand. The desires inside me welled up. I got up and opened my shirt buttons.Placing a hand in the space between my mom and my brother, who is now sleeping between mom and me, I moved. “I thought I would go to the verandah and feel the cool breeze on my skin. The view of the beach at night is calming and the sounds of the water crashing to the shore can be very inviting. I would not mind if you joined me.” “Thanks.” she responded. Not until that moment did she realize that she had made the decision to accompany him. The air was indeed refreshing on the skin. On the verandah were two lounge chairs and a love seat swing. They both sat on the swing seat. Ebony sat with her legs.