For completion I suggest you read that before this. All characters are 18 or over. A massive thank you to all those who enjoyed reading the first inst...lment and left your comments. I welcome your opinions on this part. ***** Chapter 1: I awoke slowly. It was Sunday, the one day of the week where my parents shared my love of staying in bed. No one in our house rose before 10am on a normal Sunday. Lottie had stayed overnight, which equally wasn’t anything out of the ordinary, and we had. There were butterflies in my stomach, but their friendly demeanor immediately put me at ease. Very simply, Bud and Carla Westcott are the two nicest people on the planet.Both remembered me coming over infrequently to work on a school project with Kevin. They asked about my parents and my brother. They said they couldn't wait to meet my children.Kevin's dad Anthony (no one ever called him that, though; when he was in the Army, someone started calling him "Bud" and it stuck) was a retired banker. She still didn’t know how to explain any of this to them. They would have dozens of questions, questions she wasn’t prepared to answer and likely some she’d not even considered. The door open and slam shut, she knew she’d find them in the kitchen, looking for something to eat. She took a deep breath, steadied her nerves and marched into the kitchen. ‘Hi mom,’ one said, followed closely by the other, as one smeared peanut butter and jelly over a couple of slices of bread, while the other poured. The waves are becoming rougher, stronger and taller. The sky is almost black. The waves are timing my penetration, making the thrusts harder. We are raised higher, before the waves’ crests pass us and break closer to shore. I know that I am getting so close to finishing, I am worked up being inside you. I can only whisper into your ear “Oh fuck!” in a breathy voice that is higher than my own. I slam into you again I think ‘three more waves are all I have, that is all I can last.’ I start.