They were followed by Alex and my sister Beth and foster-cousin Joseph. Behind them all was my Grandfather."Sorry fo' the lack uh warnin'." Hey, no pr...oblem. I got your message this morning..." ... Message?..." Yvette didn't sound pleased." ... so I made sure there were clean sheets everywhere." Fine, fine. An' how are you Miss Yvette? Been some time since I seen ya." I'm fine, sir. Peter, may I speak to you in the kitchen?"I bottom-lined the discussion for her. It's his house. He can came and. I turned around to go back into the bathroom and there the three of them were with big shit-eating grins on their faces and nothing else on save for a patch of bubbles here of there.“We thought that since you were sleeping we might as well wash your clothes” said Faith “so we did.” “and instead of putting them back in your suitcase and clothing bag I thought to hang them up in here” said Susan “and I gathered up all your shoes and boots from around the house, even those in your truck, and put. Usually when I had enough to drink, I can lay down and drift off in a matter of minutes. But tonight, while in that peaceful booze haze, my mind wouldn't stop. Instead a series of images kept flashing before my mind's eye. The bottle. Its graceful slope and smoothness. Red. The look and smile she gave me. An expectant and knowing look. Lastly, the bottle and Red. Together. In bed. In her cunt. Her body sweaty and taunt as she fucked herself. My hands between my legs now. Rubbing myself. Those. So when Kevin closed their gate and the car started to go, I just went straight ahead to school.The whole school thing was over, and it is Saturday. Had to do some homework and clean the mess in my crib.Morning came, and I have to get up for work. As always I have to deliver the mails for the five houses I’m assigned. I finished my delivery without seeing Kevin. Lately, I haven’t seen Kevin, it has been Mr. Wells who take the mails.“hmm.. Mr. Wells, so where did Mike go?” trying to ask him“he.