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She is the One (Part 18)

Date: 10/14/2014, Categories: Fiction, Exhibitionism, Masturbation, Romance, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: jashley13, Rating: 91.4, Source: sexstories.com

and I just can’t hold onto anything.” “So if you’re carrying a really, really valuable piece of china…?” Tara nodded. “Press my spot and you’ll have yourself a really, really valuable pile of shards.” I raised an eyebrow. Press my spot? Maybe I was having too much sex with Kayla but that was sounding pretty perverted to me. Ugh, stupid hormones. “You ladies enjoy yourselves,” I said, hefting the suitcase, “I’m just gonna go—” “Uh uh,” Tara said, looping her arm through mine, “You aren’t getting away that easy.” Kayla’s arm slid through mine on the other side and she giggled. “Jack sandwich.” “Very funny,” I said dryly, “But how are we gonna get through the door?” Dad poked his head out. “Quit horsing around and get in here. You’re letting in the chill.” Damn. I could have kept that goofy interaction going for much longer. Ah, well. Guess we had to get serious at some point. Tara slid off her windbreaker and kicked off her shoes, taking in a deep breath. There was a mighty thumping as Alan and Amanda came charging down the stairs, throwing themselves at Tara with exclamations of delight. To be honest, I was surprised they were so joyful. As long as she was here, they couldn’t exactly do ‘couple stuff’. Then I noticed that Alan’s fly was down and…well, they were probably getting in one last hurrah before the dry spell. I tapped Alan on the shoulder and motioned down to his crotch. He quickly zipped himself up. Realizing, with three teenage females in the same vicinity, that the ... male population was no longer needed, I carried Tara’s suitcase upstairs to the guest bedroom, where dad was spreading out the sheets on the bed. “Couldn’t do this earlier?” I asked him. “Yeah, silly me, I kind of assumed someone else might be responsible,” he growled, glaring at me, “What’s up with the attitude?” “What attitude?” “You’re being more of a smartass than usual.” I shrugged and dropped the suitcase. “I’m in a good mood.” “Yeah, you made that really obvious on the front porch. Give me a hand with the blanket, will you?” I helped him stretch it across the bed neatly and tucked it in on the end. “So what are you going to do with the rest of your day off?” I asked. “Play Minecraft or something.” I blinked. “You downloaded Minecraft ?” “Yeah, people at work wouldn’t shut up about it. Hell, I caught a few of them playing it on company computers.” “That seems neither possible nor legal,” I said, folding my arms. He shrugged. “Well, I didn’t mention that…okay, yeah I did while I was chewing them out, but I decided to take a look and I’ll be damned if I’m not hooked. I’m trying to make a scale replica of the house.” He sounded really proud of himself. “Why don’t you build a castle or something? Build an island in the sky.” “The freaking creepers won’t let me,” he said morosely, then narrowed his eyes at me, “How come you don’t play it, Mr. Video-Game-Expert-Knows-Everything?” “I have too much of a life.” He snorted. “Says the guy who’s played Skyrim so much, he’s…umm…” I ...