‘The last time I saw you, you told me you needed time to think and that you’d call me, the next thing I knew, your grandparents were in Homer’s ...iving me the third degree and telling me you were about to die,’ Melanie rambled. Jason put a finger to her lips, sat up, pulled Melanie to him and kissed her softly. ‘I want you, and as terrified as I am about having a baby, I want to be there with you,’ Jason murmured. Tears slid down Melanie’s cheeks. ‘Mel, don’t cry,’ Jason pleaded. Melanie. "It most certainly does!" Well, let me let you in on a little secret, my dear. If you think that yourbeing a girl sucks now, just wait until tonight!" And what - May I ask? - is going to happen tonight?" Didn't I tell you?" No, Ackkie! You most certainly did not!" Then, maybe I ought take care of that little oversight of mine right now." Yeah! Maybe you should!" Well, tonight, as soon as it gets dark, your addiction is slatted to kickin." What addiction? Just what in the hell are you talking. I was standing on the second place podium with Mai Na standing in the first place spot. I tried to smile and pretend that I was thrilled to death of my second place medal but I just wanted to smack her with it. “Don’t worry girl, one of these days you will beat me,” She whispered as she waved to the people watching. “Maybe when I am too old to ski.” As soon as I could and not look rude I jumped off the podium and walked away. I walked faster than I should have carrying my skis and tossed them. It never ceased to amaze me at how much my apparently-strict Muslim aunt (who was widowed only last year) could transform into a lusty and wanton woman. As if seducing me wasn't enough for her, Aunt Sheen had carried out a plan successfully and caught her daughter and me fucking in Dee's room a few months ago. It was then that she first showed me her bisexual side. Dee already inherited the same high libido as her mother and we would regularly when she came back home from college. I followed.