Korey put his game face on and won the match in two straight games. ‘I can’t believe you beat me with the Forbidden One!’ She huffed, but then s...iled at Korey, ‘Good luck next round!’ Korey smiled back, ‘Thanks, good game.’ After the tournament was over, she walked over to him, ‘Rematch?’ For the next few weeks Korey and Bethany faced each other in one tournament or another. She complained about facing him in the tournaments every week, but Korey figured it was just because he beat her most of. Then again she could hear the rumblings of all the family moving about down stairs. She'd be glad when the distant relatives left and the house could resume its normal layout. She always enjoyed sharing her room with Hermione because they got on so well and would spend most nights gossiping about the boys or talking about girly stuff like clothes and shoes. But for the last two nights she been sharing her room with her two twin cousins Beth and Nicole, and she couldn't stand them. They were. Please? I'm desperate!" Well ... OK!" He moved right in front of her, put his right arm around her lower back and his left arm around her shoulders and pressed her against him. He bent his head down and kissed her ... softly at first and then very passionately. Her body was molded against his; her large breasts were crushed against his chest. And the softness of her lips and tongue made it easy for him to look like he meant it ... especially when he felt himself getting hard. He raised his head. Shay groaned, "You asshole. I hate you." Thankfully, we were the only people in the room so far."What's up buddy, having a rough morning?" I laughed."I think I'm gonna die," he whispered. His eyes were bloodshot and the whole cliched bit."Man, you look like shit. That's no way to impress the boys, gay boy." Both of us were midwestern, but somehow I never could understand the attitude most guys I knew had toward gays. I knew I wasn't gay, and Shay knew he was. What did it matter? We could joke.