Holidaze *Closed for myself and White_Jade*

fukensploogin

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This is the story of two people who get to spend the holidays together. These two people first met on the literotica message boards and have been engaged in an intensely erotic online affair. These two people are about to find out that they are, in fact, brother and sister.


Jonny O'Connor is 21 years old, a junior at UCLA, studying philosophy, rock n roll, and southern california women. He is from St. Louis, and is coming home for Christmas, having just completed exams. He hasn't been home since last Christmas, as he has a tumultuous relationship with his parents, who'd really rather he studied medicine, like them.

Jonny is 5'10", a solid 175 lbs, with long curly brown hair and soft brown eyes, and naturally tan skin. He is currently going through a streak of tortured-artist-syndrome, and has been medicating himself for months with alcohol, marijuana, and the occassional cocaine binge. He's created a lot of music, but is having trouble putting it all together for any kind of record.
 
Name: Theresa "Terry" Marie O'Connor
Age: 18 (Birthday September 22)
Height: 5' 5"
Weight: 108
Hair: Brown with red highlights, wavy and shoulder-length
Eyes: Brown, wears glasses
Measurements: 36C-30-34

Terry is a senior in high school and desperate to be finished with it and out of her hometown. She feels more mature than her classmates, especially the guys, and doesn't have a lot in common with them. She has a few close friends, but keeps most others at arm's length. At school she's one of the top students, science being her favorite subject. She is a member of both the Chorus and Women's Chorus and loves to sing.

She tries to avoid attention at school, wearing baggy clothes and using her status as a "geek" to avoid high school boys, whom she loathes. She went to the Lit forums for fun at first, but found more mature people there, plus she gets to write all kinds of fun, sexy things she dreams of but has never done.
 
Jonny

Jonny sat at his computer, exhausted from days of final exam after final exam. It was December. It was raining in Los Angeles. Jonny hadn't been back home in a year, but he would be tomorrow. He sat in his dimly lit dorm room, his roommate away banging some sorority bitch. He sent a PM to White_Jade, hoping she'd be online soon:

"I'm gonna be back in St. Louis tomorrow night. Am I going to meet you soon, or do you want to keep up this online masquerade?"
 
Terry tapped out the last few sentences of her paper, and saved it. Done at last with the last of her holiday assignments. Yeah, she could have waited until the end to get it all done, but...she wouldn't be queen geek if she did that.

Plus, the end of the holidays would be busy enough. She wouldn't have much time to spend online with her friends. Or with him. Terry looked over her shoulder to make sure her room door was shut, then opened up the window on the Literotica SRP board. She had a PM waiting...it was from him! The guy she's been RPing with so much, PMing back and forth, chatting with, flirting with, fukensploogin. It was funny that he had such a childish screen name but was so mature.

"I'm gonna be back in St. Louis tomorrow night. Am I going to meet you soon, or do you want to keep up this online masquerade?" Today 02:46 AM

Terry leaned back away from the screen. Wow. They'd talked about it a lot, and she knew the time would come when she had to decide. She felt a nervous quiver in her chest, and her mouth was a little dry. She thought about everything else in her life, and then grinned as she typed her reply:

"Masquerades always end with the unmasking, and I think this one's gone on long enough. I want to meet the man I've had so much with. Tomorrow isn't good, I have family coming into town :( but, how about the day after?"
 
Jonny

"Masquerades always end with the unmasking, and I think this one's gone on long enough. I want to meet the man I've had so much with. Tomorrow isn't good, I have family coming into town but, how about the day after?" she wrote back.

Jonny pondered for a moment, and wrote back: "Yeah, I'm gonna need to put in some obligatory family time tomorrow, too. The day after sounds great. The Galleria Mall is near my parents' house. Want to meet there?"

He clicked send, his heart racing at the possibility that he would finally get to meet Terry. He had fully expected her to say no to meeting in real life. He was still a little nervous she might stand him up, but it didn't matter. He'd wait out in the cold rain and snow for as long as it took...
 
fukensploogin said:
"Yeah, I'm gonna need to put in some obligatory family time tomorrow, too. The day after sounds great. The Galleria Mall is near my parents' house. Want to meet there?"

Wow, that was right up the street from home. Not only was the man she'd fallen for in the same city, but almost on the same street! Should she tell him?

Her heart wanted to, but her brain said no. Even though she was sure of him, there was still a chance that he was crazy or dangerous. Which was why they were meeting in a public place, with tons of people. It helped ease her mind that she'd know the area really well too. Not that she was worried. She knew this would be everything she'd dreamed of. Her handsome musician would sweep her off her feet, and they go out and laugh, and talk, and then they'd go back to his place, he'd look at her with bedroom eyes, and...

She giggled at the thought, all the forum sex on all the threads they were in passing through her mind's eye. She started to type.

"Yeah, I think I know the place." "It's not too far for me, I should be able to get the car." "How does 4 sound?" "That way we can go have dinner if we hit it off the way I know we will." "How will I know you?" "What will you wear?"

She hit send and pulled her robe closer around her, staring at the screen and almost begging for his reply to appear soon. Terry has been waiting for this for months. The best part was that she was finally old enough.
 
Jonny

He took a moment to think: it was rare that you got a chance to make a second first impression. Finally, he typed:

"I'll be wearing leather boots, faded blue jeans, a navy UCLA hoodie under myweathered black leather jacket, a flat wool hat, and my reflector aviator sunglasses. I'll be perusing the romance novels in the Barnes and Noble. And how shall I know you?"

He sent the message, his heart pounding. It was finally going to happen! They were going to meet! He didn't know if he could wait the extra day; already, she was all he could think about. And the thoughts he was having...
 
fukensploogin said:
"I'll be wearing leather boots, faded blue jeans, a navy UCLA hoodie under myweathered black leather jacket, a flat wool hat, and my reflector aviator sunglasses. I'll be perusing the romance novels in the Barnes and Noble. And how shall I know you?"

Terry dreamed up the image in her mind's eye of him, well her mental version of him, in those clothes. Mmmm, very nice. She could only hope that the reality lived up to it. She'd heard stories of people who met Internet friends or lovers and found out they were totally different, and it nagged at her a little, but not much. They'd shared so much together, so many private, personal thoughts, she was sure he was honest with her about his appearance.

Hmmm, what was she going to wear? She didn't really have anything that was cute, she dressed in plain clothes on purpose. After her last boyfriend her own age, she decided she didn't want the attention of any high school guys, so she started wearing clothes that hid her figure. Plus she was a geek and something of a tomboy, which meant her outfits were more utilitarian than flattering. But...she did have a few things tucked away. Even a tomboy wants to really feel like a girl every now and then.

She grinned as she set the outfit out on her bed. Yeah, that'd be good. She'd have to count her looks to carry her the rest of the way. She nibbled at her bottom lip, hoping it would be enough. It just had to be. Sliding back into her computer chair, he hit reply and began he response.

"Well, I'll be the girl who throws herself into your arms and kisses you, silly. :p I'll have a pale blue angora sweater over a white dress shirt, with tight blue jeans, and black boots, all under a long, black wool coat with a hood. I'll have oval lens thin framed glasses, and I'll head for the romance section too. If I get there and don't see you, I'll start looking through the Nora Roberts books."

"It's a boring outfit, but I do have more interesting ones. We'll have to see how things go before those come out. :devil: "

As she sent the message she giggled again, and then sighed. Maybe she shouldn't have added that...but she did have a few she'd bought with him in mind. Her parents got her Victoria's Secret gift cards because they made the best bras, but she'd gotten a few other lacy things on her trips there.

Besides, she was going to be thinking about him every second until he got here, why not try and make him do the same?
 
Jonny

"Well, I'll be the girl who throws herself into your arms and kisses you, silly. I'll have a pale blue angora sweater over a white dress shirt, with tight blue jeans, and black boots, all under a long, black wool coat with a hood. I'll have oval lens thin framed glasses, and I'll head for the romance section too. If I get there and don't see you, I'll start looking through the Nora Roberts books."

"It's a boring outfit, but I do have more interesting ones. We'll have to see how things go before those come out. "



He read her message over and over and over, and in his mind's eye he could see her, and he wondered just how much more beautiful she would be when he finally got to see her in real life. His mind raced at the possibilities inherent in the word "interesting". How many times had he waxed poetic about the wonders of a woman in satin and lace?

He quickly typed out:

"Terry, I can't wait to finally see you, hold you, kiss you, look in those chocolate brown eyes of yours... I must confess, I'm nervous as hell! I've never met anyone off the internet before, certainly no one from Lit. I just hope I meet your expectations! I'm counting down the hours until 4PM on Saturday. I'll try to get away from the fam for a little bit tomorrow night, too, to sneak a few messages to you."
 
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fukensploogin said:
"Terry, I can't wait to finally see you, hold you, kiss you, look in those blue blue eyes of yours... I must confess, I'm nervous as hell! I've never met anyone off the internet before, certainly no one from Lit. I just hope I meet your expectations! I'm counting down the hours until 4PM on Saturday. I'll try to get away from the fam for a little bit tomorrow night, too, to sneak a few messages to you."

That came back quick. Terry smiled as she read it, that little bit she'd tacked on the end must have had quite an effect. She wrote back:

"I can't tell you how much I want to feel your arms around me. To feel your strength through your lips as you kiss me, to feel your hands in my hair, caressing my cheek, I've dreamed and fantasized...it almost seems unreal that it could all happen for real. I want this just as much as you, dear Johnny. I'm nervous too, but don't worry. You could never disappoint me, and you'll find I've been honest in everything I've told you about me."

She'd described herself to him a few times, adding details as time went on but they'd never exchanged pictures. That was one of the rules they'd established early on. No pics, no last names, no streets or neighborhoods, nothing that could give them away. Heck, she'd never even told him how old she was, other than that she was over 18. Which hadn't been true at first, but it was now. He probably had it figured, but she followed the rule anyway.

She added a little more before she sent her reply back. "I'll try to get away too. It shouldn't be too hard, they'll be focused on our visitor, and they think I'm the good kid. It'll have to be enough to tide me over. I just hope that when we meet, I can keep my head enough to not start undressing you on the spot. ;) "

She sent the message, smiling whistfully at the screen. Part of her would be sad for this part of their relationship to end. There was a real romantic quality to two people finding each other like this. But what they would gain in exchange would be so much sweeter.
 
She wrote:

"I can't tell you how much I want to feel your arms around me. To feel your strength through your lips as you kiss me, to feel your hands in my hair, caressing my cheek, I've dreamed and fantasized...it almost seems unreal that it could all happen for real. I want this just as much as you, dear Johnny. I'm nervous too, but don't worry. You could never disappoint me, and you'll find I've been honest in everything I've told you about me."

"I'll try to get away too. It shouldn't be too hard, they'll be focused on our visitor, and they think I'm the good kid. It'll have to be enough to tide me over. I just hope that when we meet, I can keep my head enough to not start undressing you on the spot. "



He read the message a few times, like he tended to do, because he knew he didn't want to miss a single word she said.

He was growing as giddy as he was horny! Happy, overjoyed, his heart racing as a future of possibilities was just within his reach!

He finally found the words he was searching for: "Well, just because we don't immediately tear each other's clothes off doesn't mean I won't be undressing you in my mind as soon as I see you... Let's make a pledge: let's keep our clothes on for at least the first 4 hours: long enough for dinner and a movie. and let's not stop playing on the boards. I enjoy it too much to stop... besides, if all goes as well as I think it will, we'll be living out our fantasies and maybe be even more inspired... honey, i can't stand it, I'm crazy about you, this, the whole fucking thing! I have no idea how I'm going to get to sleep tonight..."
 
fukensploogin said:
"Well, just because we don't immediately tear each other's clothes off doesn't mean I won't be undressing you in my mind as soon as I see you... Let's make a pledge: let's keep our clothes on for at least the first 4 hours: long enough for dinner and a movie. and let's not stop playing on the boards. I enjoy it too much to stop... besides, if all goes as well as I think it will, we'll be living out our fantasies and maybe be even more inspired... honey, i can't stand it, I'm crazy about you, this, the whole fucking thing! I have no idea how I'm going to get to sleep tonight..."

Terry laughed at his message, understanding all too well. The more they talked and planned the more excited she got. She just wished he could come through the door now, take her up in his arms, lay down with her on the bed and...

Ooooh, it was going to be so hard paying attention to anything tomorrow.

As she typed her reply, she wondered if her vibrator needed fresh batteries. She'd need it's services tonight. She'd named it Stand-in Johnny. "The pledge is a great idea, we should have a nice date first, just to make sure. I'll try and be good for four hours. I think we'll be inspired well beyond anything so far. I can't wait for it. And yeah, let's keep writing on the boards, I don't want to give it up. Besides, it gives me material to think of when I use your stand-in. I'm going to have to get myself good and exhausted to actually sleep. Maybe I can inspire you in that area?"

She'd told him about the vibrator about two weeks ago, though she'd named it after him well before that.
 
Jonny wondered if she knew that the thought of a woman pleasuring herself turned him on immensely... of course she knew... how many times had she told him the salacious details of how she plundered her depths with her vibrator? how many times had he cum reading said details? more than he could remember. he unzipped his blue jeans and slid them down his butt, and his rock hard cock popped out of the hole in his boxers. He stroked it's length a few times before returning his hands to the keyboard and typed out:

"I know we're more than capable of inspiring quite a bit in each other! Part of me wants to save this for you, make sure I have a nice big load for you..."
 
fukensploogin said:
"I know we're more than capable of inspiring quite a bit in each other! Part of me wants to save this for you, make sure I have a nice big load for you..."

The way he used "this", he must be...

Terry squealed with delight, a broad grin on her face. She was turning him on that much? She'd often thought so, but they'd only talked directly about that kind of thing int he last few weeks. As much as she worked hard to be ignored at school, it did leave her feeling unappreciated. To read that from him was a validation.

She wrote back: "Do what you want with that, Johnny babe, but I do want all you can give me. If you think a day is enough to build your stamina and load back, then let's keep playing...I have all kinds of things to say. But I really, really, want to have it when we meet in person. So...I hate to say it, but maybe we should be good for a change. :( "
 
White_Jade said:
She wrote back: "Do what you want with that, Johnny babe, but I do want all you can give me. If you think a day is enough to build your stamina and load back, then let's keep playing...I have all kinds of things to say. But I really, really, want to have it when we meet in person. So...I hate to say it, but maybe we should be good for a change. :( "

Johnny pondered that a moment... he did very much love their playing time on the boards. However... the thought of waiting, from now till the night after next, seemed impossible. He was horny a lot of the time, and typically jerked himself off twice a day. The last few days, however, had been a hell of an exam week. He had hardly talked to Terry... and he hadn't gotten off in at least three days.

He considered his reply carefully:

"I get on a plane in the morning. I could talk to you all night. And then I'll be hella exhausted for my first day back with my folks and kid sister. But don't you worry; no matter what happens tonight, when we meet, you can have it if you want it, two nights is more than enough for me to have plenty ready for you..."
 
fukensploogin said:
"I get on a plane in the morning. I could talk to you all night. And then I'll be hella exhausted for my first day back with my folks and kid sister. But don't you worry; no matter what happens tonight, when we meet, you can have it if you want it, two nights is more than enough for me to have plenty ready for you..."

"So diplomatic," she chuckled to herself. While she'd been waiting, Terry had retrieved Stand-in Johnny from his hiding place. Her robe was open, the oversized Ramones shirt she wore beneath hiked up to her waist. Stand-in Johnny was humming softly as he brushed the flesh of her inner thighs, and she sighed at the sensation. If only it was really him...

She set the vibrator aside to type her response, "Then let the good times roll, stud. I've missed you the last few days. I'd love to have our usual quality time. I've got your stand-in here right now. I've used it so much, it smells like me, even after cleaning. I'm running it over my legs, imagining you stepping up next to me, feeling your hardness on my skin."
 
White_Jade said:
"Then let the good times roll, stud. I've missed you the last few days. I'd love to have our usual quality time. I've got your stand-in here right now. I've used it so much, it smells like me, even after cleaning. I'm running it over my legs, imagining you stepping up next to me, feeling your hardness on my skin."

Johnny's passion took over. His cock was rock hard and ready to explode, and she was as worked up about all this as he was! He typed feverishly: "Honey... I know you taste like honey... I can't wait to get my hands on the plastic Johnny... or is it silicon? How big was it again? Whatever it is, I'll put it to shame once you have the real Johnny to rub your hot wet pussy all over. And then I'll put it to good use!"
 
fukensploogin said:
"Honey... I know you taste like honey... I can't wait to get my hands on the plastic Johnny... or is it silicon? How big was it again? Whatever it is, I'll put it to shame once you have the real Johnny to rub your hot wet pussy all over. And then I'll put it to good use!"


Terry licked her lips as she read his response, dipping Stand-in Johnny to run over the front ofher panties, sending thrilling vibrations through her mound. God, she wanted him. She'd wanted him for months now, but it was getting so bad she could hardly stand it!

She tried to remind herself that she needed to be cautious still. But she knew what was meant to be.

She typed as fast as she could with one hand: "I want you to lap up my honey so bad, I can't wait to look down between my legs and see your face. Stand-in Johnny's seven inches of good UCLA colors plastic, but I want the real Johnny's hot, throbbing cock. I want to feel you tease my sex, making me ache for you, before you lay me down and slide yourself deep into my hot, wet tunnel."
 
OOC: i actually wrote this to add on to my previous post, thinking you were gone, and wanting to make it better. I made sure though to check before I edited to see if you had posted. And you had. So it was really easy to make it fit and make sense :)


White_Jade said:
Terry licked her lips as she read his response, dipping Stand-in Johnny to run over the front ofher panties, sending thrilling vibrations through her mound. God, she wanted him. She'd wanted him for months now, but it was getting so bad she could hardly stand it!

She tried to remind herself that she needed to be cautious still. But she knew what was meant to be.

She typed as fast as she could with one hand: "I want you to lap up my honey so bad, I can't wait to look down between my legs and see your face. Stand-in Johnny's seven inches of good UCLA colors plastic, but I want the real Johnny's hot, throbbing cock. I want to feel you tease my sex, making me ache for you, before you lay me down and slide yourself deep into my hot, wet tunnel."


The mere thought of their bodies coverging was nearly too much to take, and he fought the urge to cum right then and there. He'd been thinking about that damn vibrator of hers ever since she had told him about it. He had plans for that thing. He absently rubbed his cock for a moment before he wrote:

"Right now I just want to walk into your room and find you in such a comprimising position... the tip of that vibrator licking your lips... or do I find you with it going full-on? You in the throes of orgasm... I would tell you to leave it right where it is, and come over to you, kiss you deeply and take over control of it... and use it to make you cum over and over again. Well, it and my own tool... I know you can't wait to use me as your own personal fuck-rod for you to ride whenever you need. Because I need you the way you need me: face to face, balls deep, locked in a cosmic mutual orgasm, because if you cum all around my cock, it's certainly gonna cause me to fire my hot white seed deep inside you."

His cock was white hot, thick in his hand as he clicked Reply.
 
fukensploogin said:
"Right now I just want to walk into your room and find you in such a comprimising position... the tip of that vibrator licking your lips... or do I find you with it going full-on? You in the throes of orgasm... I would tell you to leave it right where it is, and come over to you, kiss you deeply and take over control of it... and use it to make you cum over and over again. Well, it and my own tool... I know you can't wait to use me as your own personal fuck-rod for you to ride whenever you need. Because I need you the way you need me: face to face, balls deep, locked in a cosmic mutual orgasm, because if you cum all around my cock, it's certainly gonna cause me to fire my hot white seed deep inside you."

"Oh, Johnny," she breathed as she read the response. Her panties were wet, and in a sudden thrust, she slipped the plastic phallus past them to press into her sex. She bit back a moan as she pushed it in all the way to the base, turning up the vibration, "Oooohh, give it to me, Johnny, take me."

Her fingers shook as she typed her response, her hand moving the thrumming stand-in in and out of her dripping pussy. "Yes, fuck me, Johnny Fuck me good and deep and hard, all day and all night. I'll pull your chair out at the dining table and ride you until you blow your load inside me, and be waiting at the door when you come home, bent over the couch and begging for you to take me. After you pound my ass with your cock, you'll flip me over to cum on my tits, watching as I rub your semen into my skin, wanting every part of me to be covered with your hot seed. Then that night, you'll lay me down and make love to me, taking us both over the edge again and again, filling me with your juice."
 
White_Jade said:
"Oh, Johnny," she breathed as she read the response. Her panties were wet, and in a sudden thrust, she slipped the plastic phallus past them to press into her sex. She bit back a moan as she pushed it in all the way to the base, turning up the vibration, "Oooohh, give it to me, Johnny, take me."

Her fingers shook as she typed her response, her hand moving the thrumming stand-in in and out of her dripping pussy. "Yes, fuck me, Johnny Fuck me good and deep and hard, all day and all night. I'll pull your chair out at the dining table and ride you until you blow your load inside me, and be waiting at the door when you come home, bent over the couch and begging for you to take me. After you pound my ass with your cock, you'll flip me over to cum on my tits, watching as I rub your semen into my skin, wanting every part of me to be covered with your hot seed. Then that night, you'll lay me down and make love to me, taking us both over the edge again and again, filling me with your juice."

Sitting in his chair at his desk, he blew his load all over his bare chest, as he leaned back and stroked it up and down, his balls clenching... He collapsed for a minute, before he was able to type anything again. And he wrote:

"I don't think you ever told me you wanted to do it in every room in your house! I can't wait, Terry... so we can fuck and play and snuggle... I just came so hard, thinking about being balls deep in your ass... and fillng your cunt with the stand-in, and firing inside you... God, damn, woman. I love that dirty mind of yours!"
 
fukensploogin said:
"I don't think you ever told me you wanted to do it in every room in your house! I can't wait, Terry... so we can fuck and play and snuggle... I just came so hard, thinking about being balls deep in your ass... and fillng your cunt with the stand-in, and firing inside you... God, damn, woman. I love that dirty mind of yours!"

Terry was gasping and moaning in the dark quiet of her room, glad her parent's room was on the other end of the hallway and her brother wasn't home. There just was no way she could be too quiet thinking about him in her, sweetly savaging her as he plunged in and out, his hands playing with her tits. Her free hand was doing that now, even as she was fucking herself faster and faster with the navy vibrator.

She started to shake and tremble, then raised her hand to cover her mouth as she all but screamed out her orgasm, her juices flowing out around Stand-in Johnny, spilling and dripping down the chair.

She saw that he'd replied and her tired face grinned as she read it, her man was so turned on by her. God, she loved knowing she could do that to him. If only he could be here now...she just wanted to feel his arms around her, to lay her head on his chest and drift off to sleep in his embrace.

"In every room of the house and on every surface, Johnny. I want to wear you out so much you'll spend all the time after winter until summer walking funny and thinking of me. You've turned me into something of a slut for you, my Johnny. God, Saturday can't come fast enough!"
 
White_Jade said:
Terry was gasping and moaning in the dark quiet of her room, glad her parent's room was on the other end of the hallway and her brother wasn't home. There just was no way she could be too quiet thinking about him in her, sweetly savaging her as he plunged in and out, his hands playing with her tits. Her free hand was doing that now, even as she was fucking herself faster and faster with the navy vibrator.

She started to shake and tremble, then raised her hand to cover her mouth as she all but screamed out her orgasm, her juices flowing out around Stand-in Johnny, spilling and dripping down the chair.

She saw that he'd replied and her tired face grinned as she read it, her man was so turned on by her. God, she loved knowing she could do that to him. If only he could be here now...she just wanted to feel his arms around her, to lay her head on his chest and drift off to sleep in his embrace.

"In every room of the house and on every surface, Johnny. I want to wear you out so much you'll spend all the time after winter until summer walking funny and thinking of me. You've turned me into something of a slut for you, my Johnny. God, Saturday can't come fast enough!"


Saturday was still a long way off as Johnny landed at St. Louis International Airport on Friday evening. He waited for his checked luggage: a tall solid black case for an acoustic guitar. The rest of his life he carried on his back. He picked up the guitar case and walked out to the pick-up area.

A cold breeze blew through the parking structure he found himself in. He couldn't see outside, but there had been talk of snow.

Within a few minutes, he saw his kid sister's car pull up in front of him. She broke into a big grin when she saw him, and he rushed over to her car, tossed the guitar and his bag in the back seat, and got in the passenger seat.

"Thanks for picking me up, Theresa," Johnny said. They hugged, quickly, as a car horn blared behind them.
 
fukensploogin said:
"Thanks for picking me up, Theresa," Johnny said. They hugged, quickly, as a car horn blared behind them.

"No problem, big brother." Terry turned and glared at the car that was blaring its horn, "Cram it with walnuts, ass!" She looked back up at Johnny and smiled sweetly, "Can't have some jerks ruin your homecoming, right?"

He looked good, a little thinner than the last time he'd been home. She worried about him, not as much as their parents did though. She trusted him enough to know he'd come out okay in the end. "So, have you hit thermal shock yet?" One of the things he complained about was how LA didn't have seasons, but she thought it might be nice not to have to deal with this cold. "Or are you still jet-lagged enough that it's no big?"

They were able to get out of the airport without too much more trouble, Terry filling him in on everything that was going on with the family. When he was out west, John didn't talk to them too much, except for her. "So, that's about it." "Mom and Dad are still pretending that everything in life is fine, except for their deluded son who's wasting their money getting a degree in music." She laughed, then felt a little bad, "Sorry, John." "You know I believe in you."

"You're lucky too, they're heading to Kansas City for a week-long conference tomorrow morning, so you won't have to put up with too much grief." "By the time they get back, they'll be civil enough to be good company."
 
White_Jade said:
"You're lucky too, they're heading to Kansas City for a week-long conference tomorrow morning, so you won't have to put up with too much grief." "By the time they get back, they'll be civil enough to be good company."

She was always so sweet and supportive. Johnny smiled. They hadn't always gotten along so well. There had always been spats and tussles, but that's what kids do when they play together for so long. He had always tried to encourage her in everything she wanted to do, especially sports; though mostly because that gave him someone to kick the ball around with, or toss the football. Nothin' quite like hittin a hockey puck around in the cold to feel like you're back home.

"Thank God for that," Johnny said, happy to hear that he would have peace and quiet and plenty of time to relax with Theresa... while he wasn't snuggled up with his Terry, of course. He had been thinking about meeting her all night, and all during the flight, and was still thinking about it now, but he took another look at his sister.

"You look good, Sis," he said. She did; when he had left a year ago, she had still had the body of a teenager. Now she seemed to be filling out some womanly curves quite nicely. "Now, maybe I'm an alarmist, but please don't tell me the whole clan is going to be at the house for dinner tonight..."
 
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