"Hoover! Mum says breakfast is ready! So get up!" i replied back.Now i knew this would annoy her, as Hoover was the dirty nickname the local lads gave... her, because she sucks better than most Dysons!"Fuck off! Asshole!" she snapped angrily, before grabbing one of her pillows and launching it at me.I quickly ducked back out of the room, and the pillow hit the wall as i left, i then strolled down to the next door and kicked it open, and then stepped inside.It was dark, the curtains were drawn and. That was going to be tough if Fletcher left Bracer Junction because there was so little natural cover to be found. I figured that I could do it, but it was not going to be easy.Fletcher went to the hotel and took a room. He went up to his room, and I was pretty sure that he was going to sleep for a while. It was difficult to sleep in a coach seat, so he was probably exhausted and would sleep for several hours. I know that I would under similar circumstances.That was the perfect opportunity for. However there is plenty of time and we are very, very happy together. We live in a land that things are not always as they seem and you just accept things as they are. Our Grandpa our Mom and our Brother love us as do our Aunts and Uncles. What they don't know is who our Father is and that my sister and I sleep together and when we invite him our brother sleeps with us. That and Mother often Sleeps with or Cuddles with our Grandfather.One last thing Nancy and Mikey Mickels are fully. "Why did Angela put her stuff in my wardrobe?" I wondered.I closed the wardrobe and I remembered that I had taken a pair of thosepants with me to the seaside, just in case we met some chicks and Ineeded to look cool. I opened my suitcase, that was still in a corner,and I found the pants that I immediately wore. I also took out my blackshoes, that I had with me on holiday for the same reason. The same weirdfeeling I had when I woke up came back to me as the pants seemed to fitweirdly. Even the.