Tyche
Copyright© 2020 by Old Man with a Pen
Chapter 83
“Are you coming?” My futon said. The furniture sounded just like my Auntie Mom.
“Where?”
“Breakfast and water skiing.” The covers shrugged off and Surprise stood. A naked Mom is sure to make me feel childish. A well fucked Aunt Surprise is a sight to behold.
“No.”
“Why not?”
“I promised my kayak a good sanding,” I said.
Even though Surprise was standing ... the covers kept moving ... a hairy arm assaulted my eye. Mom was NOT alone.
Mom was not the only naked human on my futon. Mom and the arm were not the only nudists in my shipping container.
Surprise, the arm ... and what ever it was attached ... and me ... sadly lacking in apparel...
“Holy Chit...” the head of my near neighbor, Jimmy Nice Guy, looked right at me.
“ERK!” I didn’t have enough hands for cover. But, the shock had me rooted to the floor. Just for a second ... well ... maybe 5 seconds ... an eternity ... then I spun and headed for my bed.
“Mel, she looks just like you!”
Surprise Me Flintkote has used a nom de plume, an alias, for as long as I’ve known her ... Melody ... people tend to titter at the name, Surprise. Surprise has the reason down pat... ‘it’s a suthern thing.’
‘She looks just like you’. Did he mean front or back ... or both?
<Face ... he meant face.>
I almost believed them ... until they giggled.
Then I peeked around my door. He was standing next to the futon. Now I know why Surprise looked freshly ... umh ... fucked. Is that a standard model?
I could feel the six look. Two was still in bed.
<Nope ... that’s a big one.>
The male components of the Seven thought, <Yup ... big one ... damnation.>
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