“Play with Nicholas. I can help cook for Christmas.”“That’s a good plan,” I said. “You can always help when Nicholas takes his nap.”“O...K!” he said.The rest of the family and our guests filtered in over the next ninety minutes and I fed them, as well as continued prep-work for the Thanksgiving feast. The house was filled with the aroma of freshly baked pies, though that would soon be replaced by the smell of roasting turkey. When everyone was finished eating, Stephanie and Ed offered to wash. So is maybe more that you simply like sharing pleasure with Linda. OK, let me ask, feel free to avoid this one. Have you thought of being intimate with me?”She shook her head right away, then looked in my eye and nodded slightly. “I know Holly, I feel the same way really. There are times I think of it, but I know it will likely never happen. You’re my best friend, and as sexy as you are, I don’t think I could. Because it would change this friendship, and maybe not for the better. So how about. Jean's name even come up, as I recall. Now that old Trinka's out there mumbling away, enjoyin' herself, I'm gonna give ye a week and y'bonus to spend. I'm sure you'll find a way somehow. Oh, an' I got somethin' for ye, a letter. Don' see many a'them up here. Come with that shipment a'slag rakes, window glass and wood-pegged boots." MacCorm fished the folded paper from one of his desk slots."Who's it from?" Damn if I know. Open 'er up." You know I don' read too good," Matthew said as he popped. One would call her hips child bearing, they are wide and it’s almost impossible not to be mesmerized by the sway of her ass when she walks. So to say that I was infatuated would be an understatement. Trisha and I spent all of the evening talking and flirting while Robert and Trisha’s companion talked sports and current events. They were pleased that the two of us were getting along without any prodding from them. It had the potential to be a kinky night of debauchery. However, Trisha was not.