Skylar ran her fingers through April’s hair.“If I knew it couldn’t be true, I would say that April slowed my contractions so she could take a na... and not miss seeing each baby delivered,” Skylar said softly.April had nothing to do with it. That was all you.After a few tries, both twin boys latched on, got a tiny bit to eat, and were now sleeping on Mary’s chest. Her family had no problems with pain drugs after the babies are born, so she’s stoned right now.April woke up ten minutes before. And speaking of going home for Labor Day, you’re coming with me. You aren’t staying here!”“And how are you going to explain your lesbian friend sleeping in your bed?”“I’m not, because I’ll be sleeping on the couch in the basement. The last thing I want to do is send the wrong message to my parents. But that doesn’t mean no cuddling.”“Good,” Clarissa replied with a soft smile. “So, back to McKinley, then. You and Kristin were compatible, and neither of you is thinking it’s anything other than. Don't worry, you negotiated me down to what I'm paying her. Yeah, we're both saints... alright how does seven this evening at Chez Bubba's sound for supper? No I'm not going to take you out someplace horribly pretentious... every time I do, you get bored and start making a scene... alright, see you then... the two of you lick each other in really naughty places for me... love you, Sappho, until tonight."He punched 'Play' on the answering machine. As he suspected, it was a stream of almost. It wasn’t intentional, it was just that the relationship never developed into friendship. Terry didn’t mind and accepted it. His goals were different.The conversation descended into a discussion about school. There wasn’t all that much to say since this was the end of the first week of classes. Still, there was enough material there to occupy forty-five minutes.Terry was the first to finish eating. Without much fanfare he left, stating only that he wanted to get home and rest. The others.