"I'm coming Michelle." Sarah screamed. Nobody was supposed to be home. Wait. What. Michelle is my sisters name. I walked to the door and peeked in. "W...at " we all shouted in surprise they as they rested on the bed facing the door seeing me. Me at seeing my older sister naked and my step sister with her thong on one ankle, skirt around her hips, and blouse open bra cups pulled down under her glorious breasts. "It's not what it looks like" Michelle pleaded. "Okay your naked, a face glistening. We had one on the second floor of the home we had jimmied our way into, and took the other to the house in back. We would text them to begin and they would shoot any faces that appeared in the windows and at any movement in the kitchen at the back of the house. Fran and I would enter the house and I would go upstairs while Fran covered my back as I went up.You know how it is with the best laid or made plans. I was ready to go through the back door after we had sent the text to ‘go’. It was. He was a fit active teenager and enjoyed the outdoor life. He stood on the cliff right at the edge looking eagerly at the vague shadowy outline of the island of Foy in the far distance, between bursts of spray thrown up by the howling wind. Unfortunately, it was blowing half a gale, and no boatman, would risk the hour long passage until the weather moderated. In his pocket was a letter written to Mrs. Kate Deehan on the Isle of Foy from his father. He had no idea what it said.It had been many. .. I can't begin to tell you how much I love you all, and how grateful I am that you are in my life."James shook his head and let out a big sigh. "Of course," he thought. "Everything was way too calm around here, we were due for some excitement." He grumped for a minute, but he couldn't even convince himself that he was upset. The truth was that he was excited about this new opportunity, even if he did have a few misgivings.The day after thanksgiving, the families gathered at the Darcy house to.