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sister.
“I'm hungry,” she said quietly to her mother, Jodie, spying Cal munching on his cold grilled cheese triangle.
“We've got some fruit with cheese and crackers back at the trailer,” answered Jodie, “That should hold you off until suppertime. So what do you say we head home on our bikes?”
The group gathered their coats and trudged out into the cold carrying voluminous notes on their holiday plans.
“Let's put the tree in front of the window,” said Abigail, after they were alone. “I'll make popcorn so we can string some garland. It'll be beautiful. I haven't trimmed a tree since I was a kid. Guess I'd better get used to it for Junior's sake and all the future little Callahans.”
She slithered onto his lap and he embraced her tightly, caressing her full body straddling him. They kissed fervently, realizing they'd missed having frequent and prolonged sessions of intimacy. Their lives had suddenly filled up with important matters as well as many more people. Some of their private time together had been stolen by Abigail's bouts with physical discomforts, and though uncomfortable more than serious, it had interrupted their love life. Feelings quickly became overwhelming as they began touching each other, warming and arousing all the places their hands and lips could find access to bare skin .
“How much time do you think we have before someone knocks on the door?” teased Cal.
“Since there is no way of knowing,” answered Abigail, “I think we should go for it, and fast!”
They ran to the bedroom, unbuttoning clothes along the way. They fell onto the bed together, coupling their bodies almost immediately due to both urgency and intense desire.
In this bedroom episode they did not continue to the point of exhaustion, as they loved so much to do. But they were satiated, calmed, and nurtured by the physical love they shared. It had only been an hour since they began, and each had reserved enough energy to greet the McFarlands who were expected for a meal.
“I was planning a nice supper for us all,” she said. “Thank goodness I got a head start earlier in the day before the snoozies took over my body. The pork chops are stuffed and in the refrigerator. All I have to do is put them in the oven with some baking potatoes. Dessert is a thawed out cheesecake from the freezer. Uma's bringing some of her famous slaw. I'm so upset that I've slept half the day away, and even more upset that this keeps happening to me.”
“Just take it in stride, honey,” Cal advised as though he were wise in the ways of pregnant women. “The guys told me you need to store up sleep for all the times the baby will keep you awake throughout the night.”
The cupboards and freezer seemed to be over-flowing, but Abigail wondered how long it would last. Cal told her that tons more food was stored inside the mountain facility; food for the personnel, the troops, and whatever refugees might arrive.
When supper was nearly done cooking, Uma and Brady arrived bearing gifts in a large cardboard box. They, too, had seen the Christmas tree brigade coming down the mountainside on the armada of bikes .
“We have more than enough decorations,” said Uma, “so you're welcome to take whatever you want from these old things we had stored in the attic. You can give what you don’t want to your friends by the lake.”
Abigail thanked them and couldn't resist breaking apart the old cardboard top to see what was inside. She gazed upon the very tree ornaments from her childhood. She felt overcome with joy and was amazed that Uma had kept them all through the years.
“They were in the basement of the house where we all lived together,” said Uma, “and after I got out of jail I went out there to see if anyone was still left of the old commune. Only Matthew and Jane, who actually owned the house, lived there by
“I'm hungry,” she said quietly to her mother, Jodie, spying Cal munching on his cold grilled cheese triangle.
“We've got some fruit with cheese and crackers back at the trailer,” answered Jodie, “That should hold you off until suppertime. So what do you say we head home on our bikes?”
The group gathered their coats and trudged out into the cold carrying voluminous notes on their holiday plans.
“Let's put the tree in front of the window,” said Abigail, after they were alone. “I'll make popcorn so we can string some garland. It'll be beautiful. I haven't trimmed a tree since I was a kid. Guess I'd better get used to it for Junior's sake and all the future little Callahans.”
She slithered onto his lap and he embraced her tightly, caressing her full body straddling him. They kissed fervently, realizing they'd missed having frequent and prolonged sessions of intimacy. Their lives had suddenly filled up with important matters as well as many more people. Some of their private time together had been stolen by Abigail's bouts with physical discomforts, and though uncomfortable more than serious, it had interrupted their love life. Feelings quickly became overwhelming as they began touching each other, warming and arousing all the places their hands and lips could find access to bare skin .
“How much time do you think we have before someone knocks on the door?” teased Cal.
“Since there is no way of knowing,” answered Abigail, “I think we should go for it, and fast!”
They ran to the bedroom, unbuttoning clothes along the way. They fell onto the bed together, coupling their bodies almost immediately due to both urgency and intense desire.
In this bedroom episode they did not continue to the point of exhaustion, as they loved so much to do. But they were satiated, calmed, and nurtured by the physical love they shared. It had only been an hour since they began, and each had reserved enough energy to greet the McFarlands who were expected for a meal.
“I was planning a nice supper for us all,” she said. “Thank goodness I got a head start earlier in the day before the snoozies took over my body. The pork chops are stuffed and in the refrigerator. All I have to do is put them in the oven with some baking potatoes. Dessert is a thawed out cheesecake from the freezer. Uma's bringing some of her famous slaw. I'm so upset that I've slept half the day away, and even more upset that this keeps happening to me.”
“Just take it in stride, honey,” Cal advised as though he were wise in the ways of pregnant women. “The guys told me you need to store up sleep for all the times the baby will keep you awake throughout the night.”
The cupboards and freezer seemed to be over-flowing, but Abigail wondered how long it would last. Cal told her that tons more food was stored inside the mountain facility; food for the personnel, the troops, and whatever refugees might arrive.
When supper was nearly done cooking, Uma and Brady arrived bearing gifts in a large cardboard box. They, too, had seen the Christmas tree brigade coming down the mountainside on the armada of bikes .
“We have more than enough decorations,” said Uma, “so you're welcome to take whatever you want from these old things we had stored in the attic. You can give what you don’t want to your friends by the lake.”
Abigail thanked them and couldn't resist breaking apart the old cardboard top to see what was inside. She gazed upon the very tree ornaments from her childhood. She felt overcome with joy and was amazed that Uma had kept them all through the years.
“They were in the basement of the house where we all lived together,” said Uma, “and after I got out of jail I went out there to see if anyone was still left of the old commune. Only Matthew and Jane, who actually owned the house, lived there by
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