“Thanks, Mom ... Dad,” Stephanie said as moved to give her parents a hug.After a round of good-byes, I followed Sammy’s Bronco and our trailer b...ack to her place. I had Tempe and Lisa with me, as Stephanie rode with Lynette in Shannon’s slick little 280Z. Zupena and E rode with Sammy on the short drive from Western’s campus to the Labatt estate. Since we decide not to practice before our gig in St. Thomas, I backed the trailer up into the Labatt’s garage for Sammy. We didn’t want our instruments. ” I said. Mama laughed and said she wouldn’t.“Listen Cindy, having the curse doesn’t have to be all bad. I just wanted to get everyone out of the house so we could talk and you could understand the curse. I don’t think you are in love with your Daddy or your Uncle. I think you just have the curse and the only reason I married your Daddy is because he knows about the curse and doesn’t care.”“What do you mean?”“I mean that I’ve fucked your Daddy, your Uncle, his Daddy, and just about every man in. Realizing that the boy shorts were really causing more problems for closeness than for how hot she looked in them, she slid them off her legs, and Freddie, assuming this was underwear off time and that he should do the same, followed suit. The difference was immediately obvious."I definitely thought you were out of layers," he said shyly, starting to pull his back up, but Sam reached and stopped him, holding his boxer-laden hand, not completely realizing that her forearm was now against his. "I had to look on the house map to find out where the bathroom was," I smiled. "Uh-huh," Desiree replied as she turned over. I moved in closer and wrapped my arms around her. As I moved my hands up towards her chest, she pushed them away. "Are you serious?" Desiree asked as she turned to look at me. "What?" I replied. "We are in my sister's house," Desiree shook her head. "What if they hear us?" "Their room is on the other side of the building. Even if we had a marching band in here they would.