Thank God it was something vaguely innocent. redtube I had a vague memory of thinking that cleaning up would be easier drunk than hung over, and I really appreciated my own foresight. I smiled wider, remembering how similar their reactions were the first time we’d been allowed to taste it. “Such a shame we can’t do anything about this…” I sighed. “Yeah…” I agreed, “That’s where I’d get it.”
Not that I knew what ‘it’ was. That was probably the most interesting night of my time alone, for more reasons than one. I let out a long sigh and forced a smile. Chapter 9
Christmas
It was always just the four of us for Christmas.
