It can't be easy, especially for school k**s, to maintain a charade like this, even though the producers had tried to match up the two families by app...arances as much as possible. I decided to play along and not let anyone know that I had regained at least partial memory. That fact might allow me better insight into the show, what was expected of me, and what I had to do in order to win, if there was a winner.Hell, I could play dumb with the best of them; actually far better than most. I put. ” “I sure didn’t plan it. I almost got heart failure waking up next to you.” “Now, don’t get a heart attack on me, Dad. I don’t think I can lose two parents in a few months like that.” “Don’t worry, Sweetheart. I want to stay alive.” “If you want to stay alive, Dad, I wish you wouldn’t stop at bars on the way home from work every night. When Mom died I took over responsibility for getting dinner ready. Sometimes you come home more than an hour late. You’ve obviously. .”“Done. Jordris, get that armor and ... quit looking so cute right now. We’re going to have to fit it to you, and I’m damned certain I have to add something to the cuirass because it won’t fit as is, not with your chest.”She blushed at my words, but got the armor out. “I thought you’d just repair my steel.”“Nope. Bierand can have it for scrap. Come on, get over here so I can measure your thighs with more than my tongue. Darned tasty, those thighs, especially where they meet.” I turned to my. "Come on, let's go home, big brother," whispered Meagan passionately. Tim thrust the keys into the car and it roared to leave. He traveled all the way home ten miles per hour faster than the speed limit, while Meagan forced herself to keep her hands away from her brother's pants. Meagan thrust the door to their home open and they came in together, holding each other and kissing hotly. She saw a note on the stove from their parents: WE WILL BE HOME AT MIDNIGHT. She glanced at the clock. It was.