Firstly, we weren't sure that he would be happy about me having sex with both of them, as he came across as a definitely one-woman man, and he might t...ink less of us. More importantly, if Vee were to then set her cap at him, we could be in an almighty mess regarding sleeping arrangements over the holidays. Rotating four men through five women's bedrooms for ten to twelve weeks was a potential recipe for disaster, and I was selfish enough to want to prevent our four thriving relationships being. One night, my husband and I were drinking. He asked me what I want to become. I barely whispered, ‘I want to become a writer.’ The expression on his face was priceless, something I could never forget. I had never seen him so happier and I bet there were tears in his eyes. I would have never thought but he had always wanted to be a writer too. ‘Got too busy. Will you do that for both of us?’, he asked me with smile filled with sadness and joy. I could only manage a nod. That night, I cried like. He had a strong muscular build that had been helped by the exercise program he had been on in his eighth grade class.There was little to compare between the siblings. One had blonde hair and one had brown. One had every male in the county sniffing after her and the other was wishing he had a girl friend so he could make some of his fantasy's come true. One had a perpetual D- grade point average and the other had an A+ grade point average. Want to guess which was which?Jack had just come down. Twenty minutes later, she had not come out.“You okay in there, Mom?” I was becoming a little concerned.I heard her call to me from behind the bathroom door, “I don’t think I can do this, James.”“Mom, you promised. Come on. You will knock em dead.”Mom finally came out and had her beach robe on that covered her almost to her knees. Her sunhat in hand with a beach towel over her arm and her sunglasses pushed up onto her head.“Alright, let’s go.” She said with a bit of hostility.My mother did not.