Do you trust me?” I asked.“Of course I trust you Jake, you’re my brother and I love you. There’s nothing you could do to hurt me or make me un...omfortable, I’m in all the way.” She said.“Good, now that we’re on the same page I have an idea. Do you want to play a game?” I asked. A devilish smile crept across Abby’s face immediately.“I would love to play a game with you.” She said lustfully as she slowly wrapped her fingers around my hardening cock over top of my swim suit, which caused it to. "Hey Caleb, you got a minute?" Sure neighbour, what's up?"I didn't want to beat around the bush, so I went straight out with what was on my mind."Caleb are you Ok with all the stuff happening, the sex and the group?" Hell yeah, good buddy it’s great. Why would you ask me that? Is something wrong? You haven't cured Jackie have you?" Caleb asked with a deflated tone."No, no it's not that. What would you think about adding to the group on the female side?" Whoa, my good friend. I thought the idea. Ralph and Ester the parents of Sharon Green. Eve Sims the real reporter.When we got outside the newspaper’s office I said, “Why don’t you go to the offices on both sides of the street. Show your ID to the managers, and ask them if they knew the green family. Then get all the details that they can give you. Don’t be in a rush, let them get chatty.”“Come on Rogers, I feel like shit,” she said.“Do you mean, you can’t pull your own weight?” I asked.“Fuck you Rogers,” she said as she turned. I'm . . . I'm just really bad at this stuff." "It's okay," he assured her. "It's not always my strong point, either." "I know it'll be a while before I'm done with this tour, but I'd like to see you when I am." "I'd like that, too." "What have you been doing?" "Not much. They cleared me for skating so I've been trying to work out and skate and see how it goes. So far, so good." "I'm glad." A wave of relief had her falling back on the hotel room bed. "I was—well, I was really worried." "Yeah, me.