Kathleen showed me the photograph one day not long after Chloe had left for college. I had the reaction Kathleen apparently hoped for: I did my best to screw her silly. I didn't know then what Kathleen and Chloe were cooking up, and I'm pretty sure even they didn't know where they were going when they started, but I'd like to tell you a little about what happened. [Author's note: This story is about pizza and incest and other guilty pleasures, so please check the codes before you read.]
Hi. My name is Chloe, and I've read what Dad wrote about my Thanksgiving weekend at home with him and Mom. Cute daughter? Well, yes, some people consider me cute (she said, modestly). They think Sylvia, my roommate, is cute, too. She and I look a lot alike, except she's blonde and I'm brunette. Several of you asked Dad what happened at Christmas, and he told me I had to write it since it was my story. So, it's my turn now.
The third and probably final "Holidays with Chloe" story. (Although maybe a Midsummer Chloe? Who knows?) Chloe and her family and friends celebrate Easter in the best way. Once again, pay attention to the codes! MM plays a relatively small but important part in this, although it's only oral, but if that isn't your thing this is a good story to skip. Otherwise, dive in and enjoy yourself. Oh, and don't take the story too seriously, either.
