As I lift my eyes, I once again catch a conspiratorial glance pass between my brothers, and brush it off as their excitement at managing to keep their... present for our parents a secret this year. Gradually, the floor beneath the tree became visible. Final packages are distributed and the requisite oohs and aahs uttered. Rising, I offer to help Mom with the meal. She thanks me for the offer, but says it is pretty much ready, just has to go in the oven to cook, and suggests I play some carols for. Me and mah next-door nayber twin brother are all around the same age and we hang out tewgether a lot.Ah have one sister and they has two. Our Ma’s came frum big families and they stopped having babies a lot earlier than their Ma’s did. Better birth control.Here’s how they explained it to all us kids. When they wuz growin up and yew got interested in sex yer Ma and Pa took yew to their bedroom and showed yew what they did. Then the opposite sex parent did yew for the first time. After that yew. She collapsed in exhaustion. All the passion had exhausted her small reservoir of energy, and she huddled in Buttercup’s comforting sun-tanned arms. Sharon smiled at the two of them, too tired and disorientated to resent Tracey’s sexual selfishness. And anyway Tracey had been gagging for it all day. Sharon was still a little uneasy about making love to a woman. Where was the cock in that? Buttercup smiled back at Sharon and ran her tongue over her lips, clearly advertising her continued. Karen pushed at the partially open door to check on the girls. Both seemed fast asleep. Once she nodded that they were decent, Gee looked over her shoulder. He wrapped his arms around Karen and squeezed her to him.“Our own babies,” he whispered. “Merry Christmas, Darling.”Holiday MemoriesIt was possible that the old house had not seen so much excitement and activity on Christmas morning since old Aaron had built it for his daughter after the war. Gee went to the kitchen while Laura and Jude got.