You won and Ben and Alisa are making Sundays for us.” I noticed the bathroom door open just a little and went to investigate. The lights were off so... I stepped inside. Suddenly I feel someone’s hands holding my arms against the wall, his body grinding against me, and his lips locked onto mine.I try to push him off, but he just grinds hard. Finally I break free of his kiss. “John what are you doing? We’re cousins!” I hiss in a low whisper“But, I love you!” he quickly says and crashes his lips. " Do you know what an all nighter is?" I had a bad feeling about this female."Of course, it's where we ... er, they uh have..." She swallowed and added, "all night long." Wrong, Einstein." I took a deep breath and continued. "I was referring to the fact that not only do you have to turn in the paper, but you have to defend it in class if called upon to do so. That means you have to cram your mind and not some other portion of your anatomy."She blushed and frowned. "Why didn't you say so?" She. He had a container sitting on the tank of his Harley and he reached into the saddle bag and produced a six pack of beer. ‘I hope you like beer, I didn’t like the look of the wine that they were selling and I don’t drink the hard stuff.’ ‘What sort of biker are you? I’ve never heard of any that don’t drink JD or Beam. Come to that, you don’t look much like one.’ ‘I’m not really, I have a day job, I only ride on weekends, and the group that I ride with are not hard core bikers, we are mostly. I was glad she did. Cheryl was average looking to be honest with medium long brown hair. You would probably not notice her walking down the street. I disliked women who put on airs and Cheryl was not one of those. I struck up a conversation with her and it seemed like she was interested in me. It was hard to say really. Cheryl seemed shy, but I try to loosen her up with a few glasses of wine and it seemed to be working. The party was winding down and I finally popped the question to Cheryl..