Surely they wouldn't turn him away at this hour?The light was coming from an upstairs window. There was no sign of a parked car at the bottom of the s...lope, although a directional sign announced: 'Lantern Holiday Cottages. Follow way-mark arrows on trees for quarter of a mile.' He followed the arrows as instructed.It was a truly classic gingerbread cottage, with its slated roof sweeping down almost to ground level. The welcoming light he'd seen was coming from a leaded casement directly above. James knew Lola didn't like him in that way, knew that she was probably disgusted this morning remembering last night, but that wasn't the case last night. He could feel Lola's arousal; he could smell her crouched in the dark heat, passion, lust dripping from her pores. He sensed her shock when he moaned out her name as he came. "God Dammit!" He shouted. He'd forgotten about that. She must think I'm some sex crazed pervert who calls out the wrong names in sex because I can’t remember all. . no I'm not really that excited." "But we'll get to ski! And aren't you happy we'll get to spend some time together?" Came Lynn's quick retort. Nick smiled and ruffled his little sister's hair and said, "Yeah yeah we'll have fun." Lynn perked up and said, "Hey, do you want to hypnotize me while we wait on the rest of the family?" Nick smiled again. His little sister often offered to let him practice hypnotism. He found her to be pretty suggestible. He had found that using hypnotism you. Michael was more of a big brother, and my blood looked to me for leadership. There was no one with whom I could pass the time with meaningless bullshit.I also suffered from being the only returning hero. Every family member, sorority sister, friend, and acquaintance watched the Games religiously. I spent the rest of the summer trying to get out from under the flood of naked female bodies. It did not help that my mother, Rachel, and Marisa found it amusing to stand on my head whenever I managed.