Over the rest of the week, Cat and I slowly settled into her new routine with only minor confrontations and complaints. Mostly on clothing options and...cooking.Catherine took to my lessons with a fervor that surpassed all of my previous students. Once started on a given problem. The world outside of her thoughts faded away.Tuesday, after her morning swim she came down with a sheet wrapped around her, slightly dragging on the ground. Embarrassment won over anger. Head down, she didn’t even speak. Our mother didn’t even think depression was an actual thing.’ There was a brief pause as I reluctantly let go of the last vestiges of sleep. ‘Send me the address again, will you? I’ll go and see what those guys are about.’ ‘You got it… and Jason, take care of yourself. Lucy wasn’t the only one who loved you.’ ‘I’ll try.’ The call dropped. I checked the clock to make sure I had a few minutes to work up the courage to get out of bed. * * Getting out of bed isn’t as hard as it used to be.. Arriving at my place, I led him right up to the playroom. He wanted to shower after his flight, so I joined him. We spent long time in the steamy shower exploring each others bodies, teasing, kissing, sucking. Warmed and relaxed, we got into bed. Several bottles of lube, as well as several different sized butt plugs, sat ready on the bedside table. We both knew very well why Grant was there. After a bit of chit chat, Grant ordered me onto my knees, ass in the air, knees apart. His hands pulled. The wind gusted higher, and Aran felt the force of it trying to blow him down. “Hurry!” He bellowed over the now howling wind as he broke into a run, leaping up the stairs as fast as he could manage. Hail began to fall around them, fist-sized chunks of ice that shattered on the mountainside. If one of those hailstones hit someone in the head, they would likely not survive. “We’re almost there!”Pain lanced through him as a jagged piece of hail struck him in the left shoulder, the force of it.