Yuzu walks in and says "Now all of you stop fighting or no one gets breakfast!" Everyone obeys. Yuzu rules the kitchen. I can't look at her. I look do...n blushing. Thinking of my dream again. Yuzu looks at me with a worried expression. "Karin, are you OK? Your face is all red." "I-I'm fine!" I manage to stammer,The day goes by as normal as you can get in our house, School was boring until I broke a punks nose for lifting my sisters skirt. But the view of her tight little arese with the cute. It was my husband Owen's idea, to offer Rory our couch. I was surprised hedidn't seem to have a problem with it. We definitely enjoyed being on ourown. We moved in together a couple of years ago, after only dating for afew weeks. The reason for that was we were both EXTREMELY sexual, even bygay men's standards, so living with roommates was too much of a hassle.Having my little brother around would definitely be an adjustment.After lunch, Mom drove back home, and the three of us guys went back. She thought she was really funny, cracking jokes about different things all evening. "You know that she is madly in love with you, Dave. When we went into the restroom earlier, she was gushing about how happy she has been with you. She also said something that got me to thinking. Are you guys living together?"Melissa had been a friend, but not a real close one ever since fifth grade when she was one of the first black kids in the school. I had taken up for her then and we had gotten along well. Only the light didn’t come on. Great. Moving toward the kitchen cabinets for some spare bulbs, I flipped those switches up. Those lights didn’t come on either. What the hell? I turned around to go look for a breaker box, and I saw strange boots in front of my leather chair. Tall, black suede stretched upward, to a pair of fishnet legs. My heart leapt through my throat. A beautiful, bronzed face whipped into the single sliver of light, cast from between the blinds. Dark, long black hair cascaded.