They chattered at me indignantly. What was their problem? I had been tossing them their favorite food, right? Lots of acorns here... piles and piles.T...en I remembered where all the acorns had come from."Axe practice," I reflected aloud. "Sorry, squirrels. I am done now." Talking to the animals?" A sarcastic voice from behind made me wonder whether it was going to be my week for people to sneak up on me. "Apologizing to squirrels for stealing their acorns?" Hey! I'm giving them back," I. Moments later, I heard the door to Courtney’s bedroom open. Courtney stumbled into the front room naked, smiling, dripping with sweat, and shaking. Her legs buckled and she fell to the floor, laughing. “Wow,” she cried. “Oh wow.” Courtney was a mess. Her hair was disheveled, her makeup was smeared, and she was covered in perfect lipstick imprints from Rachel Finklestein’s kisses. “I could feel it everywhere!” she screamed into the night. “I could feel it in my pussy and my tits and my mouth and. } I asked. Beth asked. Cindi told us.We parked the car and got out. Missy said. Everyone thought this would be a good idea. It was getting close to noon, so we headed home. We dropped off all of the family except Ken, Beth, Missy, Cindi and me. We went on to Andrews' apartment.Andrews lived in a shabby apartment house in one of the seedier parts of town. His current residence was a far cry from the neat house he and Ann and their kids had lived in before he screwed up their lives. We didn't. Tommy was even allowed a touch of rum in his for the occasion. He didn't really like it but he drank it to feel grown up.They sang carols while Dad played the piano. Of course Tommy had to play a few tunes and Lindsey sang. Mom and Dad could never resist showing off their talented "angels."After the festivities Lindsey was nodding off. "Let's get you off to bed honey," said Dad.He nodded to Mom who followed him upstairs. While she tucked the girl into bed Dad tarried in the upper hall and.