. nothing.He had slept better than he could have imagined – he had expected nightmares, at the least. I guess all that practice at the archery butts...paid off, he mused as he slowly got dressed. It had been a strange experience, yet somehow so calming, standing next to someone and firing arrow after arrow, not even looking to see where he’d hit, trusting his aim and losing himself in the rhythm. It reminded him of cold mornings as a child when he’d escape outside to practice rather than listen. " Hope was her older sister, the two had been corresponding, and Gary, Hope's husband, offered Desiree a position within his company. She would be making twice as much as she was making before with less of the hassle and stress. The only problem was that we had to move from Florida to Texas. So here we were in the lone-star state. "Desiree!" a voice shouted. I turned to see a blonde streak rush past me and tackle hug my wife. While Desiree was short, with a tiny frame, her sister Hope was much. The first day, they had spent walking the Mall, visiting the Capitol and seeing the sights. The second day, Christie spent most of the day in a lounge chair by the pool, while her parents continued their exploration. Truthfully, there was only so much of such history that Christie could take at one time, and she had, in her words, been "historied out".Their days had been filled with sightseeing, climbing, walking on tours and snacking at conveniently located shops, pre-positioned, her mother. It’s okay, Zachary thought. He’ll make the most out of the time they got. --It all started with a picture of a hard dick sent to Brett by accident and they couldn’t even remember by now how it ended with Zach’s dick up Brett’s ass every time they went out to see each other. They weren’t touchy-feely by any means but every time they got a moment alone, it always ended like this: with Brett propped against something, still partly clothed, and with Zach clutching him firmly by his sides, getting.