“Courtney, wake up! Dad just left!” Cassie jumps onto my bed and straddles me. “Happy birthday sissy. Nobody’s home… just us…” I know wh...t she wants, but quite frankly, I’m too tired. I try to push her off of me so I can go back to sleep, but she is not having any of that. “It’s 6 in the morning. I’m tired. We have all day! Let me sleep in.” I mumble with a yawn. “That is exactly why,” Cassie says while taking my blankets off of me, “We should get started early.” Now that she has all my. " Yeah?" Jack gasped. "I couldn't tell," he teased.Ann slipped off Jack's body and snuggled against him. Her own fleshsticking to his thigh. She reached down and pulled the waist band ofJack's boxers back over his member and rested her hand on him. They layin a sweaty tangled mess of limbs and sheets, panting. She kissed hishairy chest as she began to drift off. Nothing more needed to be said.She felt contented.Jack was at his Best Man's house. The rehearsal dinner the night beforehad. If there was one thing she'd agreed with her father on, it was that if you wanted something, you went after it with everything you had. "That's not what I mean, and you know it." "You're right. Sorry." Ryan leaned her head back on the couch. "It is fun, but it is taking some getting used to. I guess—I know—I expected him to act like my dad, my family. But he's not." "Told you so." Lara tapped her feet on the floor in a happy dance. Ryan threw a pillow at her. x-x-x-x Saturday night came around. " She commented, sitting on the edge. "Roomy enough for three, hmm?" Her grin was contagious, and he found himself unable to not smile at her pleasure. "Harlen, I assure you, being of good cheer is not easy for me, normally, even. And much less so with our lover's absence."He realized how hard it probably was, and also why she was putting forth that effort, simply to make him less miserable. He looked in the mirror and saw that misery etched deeply in his face, making him look older than his.