‘Well, hell,’ I said, to no one as I sat back down on the couch watching a football game on the television. ~~~~~~ After a few moments Tommy came ...nto the den and sat down in the chair beside the couch and said, ‘I need to talk to you, Bryan.’ ‘Let me guess,’ I knowingly smiled, ‘You’re falling for Sam. Am I right?’ ‘Yeah,’ he groaned, ‘I am.’ ‘Damn, Tommy,’ I laughed, ‘You almost sound like you’re disappointed.’ ‘No, no, it’s not that,’ he hurriedly replied, ‘I just don’t want you to be upset. The Jesse I saw was starting to appear to everyone else, and that I loved. Most nights he fell asleep before me, and I listened to the sound of his breathing, the calm evenness sending me off to sleep better than anything else could. He woke me thrice more in the night with shouts and screams, the sound of my name twisted in panic. We ran at night, ran until we were both dropping from exhaustion, and only then would he tell me what he saw.Dreams that involved my image getting mixed up with his. It fell, by law of Congress, on the second Monday of August every year. It was a national holiday, akin to President's Day, the Fourth of July, or Labor Day.The proclamation for it read, "On this day Every American Citizen, and those residing on American soil, shall present themselves to Friends, Family, and Neighbors, nude, in celebration of our national freedoms."So, dear reader, this is where our story really begins, CAF Day 2015.Wick and Marti (short for Martina) Calfi awoke that Monday. Val presented it as though it were her idea, but the entire process screamed of Greg. He’d been Greg’s roommate before they’d met any of the others, and he knew his man. Still Greg hadn’t cheated; he was about in the middle of the pack after Wayne and Bill and Bruce.He watched Sharon help Gayle down on the mattress and unveil her. With her hips raised by the mattress, Gayle’s cunt was presented as the center of attention.Wayne acted as if it was a banquet presented for his famished attention..