“She’s staying for a couple of days?” He asked with a resigned smile.“I couldn’t say no.”“We knew it would be like this. We’ll just ...have to cope.”“I know,” Amanda sighed, and then looked over her shoulder before walking up to her brother. She leaned in and gave him a brief kiss, fighting the urge to wrap her arms around him and hold on tight. “I love you,” she whispered.“I love you, too. Go to work.”Amanda nodded and turned to walk back down the stairs. She knew he was right, but it. I might be a guy, but even I had to admit Mike was strikingly handsome. He wasn't at all like I'd expected, though even that thought now escaped me. Tall at just over six feet, with a full head of dark hair, tanned skinned from being outside a lot. He also had what could only be described as a chiseled Adonis like look about him, almost as though he had posed for one of those ancient Greek sculptures, which as I soon learned wasn't far off the mark. Mike was Greek in fact, and looked every bit. ’ ‘Harry!’ she screamed. ‘We don’t have them,’ he yelled to stave off a toe-stubbing panic run. ‘Is that true!’ she called, her boobs nicely animated. ‘Totally true.’ He thought she muttered something, like ‘You fucking idiot’. Her swim was a nervous short one because she was back inside three minutes. ‘Hold me, Harry,’ she said. She was a little shaky but damn she’d put on her shirt and bra, de’d felt like putting his hand on a tit to get a better idea how large it was. Sue’s were definitely. "Ugh ... I never should have told you my doctor wanted me toquit coffee." Or, you could just stop complaining about it," I suggested brightly."It has been three years." Three awful years ..." my boss answered with profound weariness."Aw, come now, sir. Just think about how many more years you'll getfrom taking care of yourself," I countered optimistically.Mr. Johnston was clearly unpersuaded even before he huffed, "Years oflemon water and dressing-less salads for lunch. God, it sounds.