Second Coming of Adam

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Babes

It’s up to one man to re-populate the Earth.

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All characters having sex are eighteen years of age or older. deltablonde did a great job editing this story. Go read his stories. He’s a great writer.

Billions die, OMG it’s the end of the world. This is a long story. Grab a beer and find a comfortable chair. If you persevere, you will find anal, first time, group, and lesbian sex as well as incest.

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The sun shined brightly on the old, but still seaworthy 26-foot-long cabin cruiser. There was hardly a cloud in the sky. It was a perfect day for diving off the coast of Florida.

“Guys, this demand valve isn’t working right,” Matthew announced.

His large bicep flexed, but still he couldn’t adjust the dial on his scuba equipment. He frowned and said, “I noticed it acting up on the last dive. I’m done for the day.”

His fiancée responded, “Oh no.” There was a pause and then she added, “I’ll sit out with you.”

It pained Eve to pass up a dive. She really loved diving. However, she and Mathew were getting married in a month. She thought, “Soon I will be standing in front of family and friends, promising to be with him in good times and bad. I guess that means sometimes you have to pass up on an activity you enjoy if your partner can’t participate”.

“Nonsense Eve. You have to go. I know how much you’ve been looking forward to this and besides, your brother needs a dive partner.”

“Okay, honey.”

She beamed and thought, “Lucky me. He’s handsome, smart and nice”.

“Lunch is ready,” Sally announced as she stepped out of the cabin. She passed out bags of chips and sandwiches. Her husband gave everyone a drink. It was juice for their two kids and beer for the adults. As he handed a cold one to his sister, Adam teased her saying,

“Don’t tell Mom I gave you a beer. I don’t want to be charge with corrupting a minor.”

“Har har,” Eve said. “I’m eighteen and legal. Get used to it. Your little sister has grown up.”

Adam glanced at her well-formed, bikini clad body and thought, “Yes, you have. Mathew is a lucky man”.

After lunch, Sally waited until she and Eve were alone in the cabin. She shut the doors and then asked, “Can you do me a favor?”

“Name it,” Eve said without hesitation. She really liked her brother’s wife. She thought of her as the older sister she’d never had.

Sally smiled and said in a conspiratorial whisper, “I need you to look after the kids for a bit. As you know, today’s your brother’s 25th birthday and I owe him a birthday blowjob. I want to surprise him by doing it here in the cabin.”

Eve’s jaw dropped. She was shocked that her sister-in-law was telling her about her sex life.

Sally continued, “Don’t look at me like that! Married people have sex. I love my husband and I like having sex with him. Your brother is a very skilled and considerate lover.”

“Ugh!” Eve made a face. “Too much information!”

Sally sneered at the eighteen-year-old and said, “You’re acting like a silly little virgin.”

Eve blushed. She hesitated and then confessed in a quiet voice, “Well, as a matter of fact, I am a virgin.”

“Oh, Eve! I’m sorry I said that. That was mean of me. Matthew is so handsome and I know you love each other. I assumed you were sexually active.”

“We do stuff,” she admitted embarrassed. “My mom told me my virginity was a special gift to be given to a special guy. No one I’ve dated seemed special until I met Matt. He was impressed when he learned I was a virgin. It was his idea to save intercourse for our wedding night.”

Sally hugged Eve. “Oh, that’s so sweet. He’s a great guy.”

Sally pulled back, grinned and teased her sister-in-law saying, “So that explains the short engagement.”

“Yes! I’m so ready.”

Sally continued to tease her friend. “So I’m not the only girl in this cabin who likes to suck cock?”

“No,” Eve replied reluctantly. She was embarrassed. It was hard for her to admit that she was having sex, but harder still to confess that she liked it. She added. “I’m sorry if you thought my reaction was a put down of you.”

“You made me feel like I was a slut for wanting to give Adam a blowjob,” Sally said with a sulky pout. She was acting, acting well, and her accusation had the desired effect. Eve looked crestfallen.

“I’m sorry. I think you’re great.”

“Well . . .” Sally paused for effect and then said. “There’s only one way to make it up to me. Dish on Matthew. Is he well-hung? What do you like best about his junk?”

Sally gave Eve an impish grin and egged her on saying, “Friends share.”

Eve sighed. She really liked Sally. She felt closer to her than to any of her school friends and girls do talk about this stuff.

“Okay,” she gave in. “His penis gets really hard and big.”

She held up her hands giving a visual aid to how big he gets. Then she turned her hands palm’s up and she mimed holding large balls.

“He has huge, low hanging balls. When he comes he gushes gallons. I can never swallow it all. It spills out of my türkçe bahis mouth and drips on my boobs.”

“I knew it. He is a manly man,” Sally said impressed.

The women smiled at one another. That was a real bonding moment for them. Sally felt it was her turn to share.

“You’re getting married soon. Let me pass on a piece of advice my mother gave me about having a successful marriage, “Be the woman he fell in love with”.

“Time will take its toll. Kids and events will make demands on you, but remember to continue to do the things that brought you together.

“I insist we have “Date Night” at least once a month. We still make out in the car and smooch on the sofa just like when we first dated even if the kids think it’s “yucky”. Having sex with each other is something we’ve always enjoyed. It strengthens our bond so we do it regularly.

“Be that fun flirty girl that caught his eye. There are days when I “forget” to wear a bra. On a “nothing special night”, I’ll break out the sexy lingerie. We give each other things to look forward to. Come Valentine’s Day, I know I’m getting roses from the man I love and he knows come hell or high water, I will give him a special blowjob on his birthday. He looks forward to it and so do I.”

“Okay, but why on the boat?”

“Doing the same thing, the same way, in the same place is BORING! Mixing things up keeps it fun. He’ll never expect this.”

Sally unhooked her bikini top and tossed it aside. Eve grew slack jawed. She always knew the blonde had a nice set, but she’d never seen them before. She was surprised the twenty-six year exposed her orbs so nonchalantly. Sally chuckled and said,

“Honey, we know guys like boobs. Adam smiles and salivates every time he sees these “saggy because I breast-fed your two kids” tits. Why not let him have his fun? He’s a good man. Now go out there and tell him there’s a problem with the toilet and he has to come down here immediately.”

Sally winked at Eve and sent her on her way.

Adam pushed open the cabin doors and said, “So what’s wrong with . . .” He stopped mid-sentenced when he saw his smiling, bare-breasted wife.

“Hello, Birthday boy,” Sally said exuding sexuality. “Ready for your present?”

Adam looked at his wife and hurriedly closed and locked the doors. He whispered, “What? Here? Now?”

Sally licked her lips and pulled on a thick, engorged nipple. He watched it snap back. She then said, in a not so quiet voice, “I want some cock.”

Adam was nervous. He felt like the whole world could hear her. Sally walked over to him and started unbuckling his belt. Soon she had his shorts and underwear on the floor. He had a shit-eating grin on his face as his wife dropped to her knees. She licked the length of his growing shaft. She kissed the crown and then hefted his balls.

In a little girl’s voice, she said, “This was supposed to be a present for you, but I think you have something for me. Are you going to shoot a big load of nasty cum in my mouth?” She batted her eyes precociously and added, “Should I swallow it?”

Adam’s head nodded like a bobble head figure mounted on the dash-board of a car speeding down a bumpy dirt road. His dick sprang to life. He quickly grew to full mast because his wife had surprised him with the offer of a blowjob and was flashing her bare tits at him. The bawdy role playing was a turn on too.

“Oh, my gawd!” He groaned as she enveloped his cock.

She was not a reluctant cocksucker. Sure, Adam going down on her was more fun than her going down on him, but she liked giving head. Even though they were married, she still got a thrill being the naughty girl who would suck a dick.

Eve and Matt corralled the kids and involved them in a game. Eve had the misfortune of dropping a pretzel at the same time a big wave hit the boat. She leaned over to pick it up, the boat lurched and she got tossed to the deck.

By chance, her head was near a cabin portal. She looked inside and got a side view of Sally and her brother. “Oh my!” she said to herself. “There’s Sally topless, on her knees sucking on my brother’s dick. I shouldn’t be seeing this.”

Adam had his eyes closed and a big smile on his face. He loved the fact that his cock was in his wife’s mouth. He said, “I love you, Sally. I love your birthday blowjobs. Ahhh. Thanks, this is great.”

She said brightly, “You’re welcome.”

His wife returned to sucking, licking and stoking his prodigious member. Then she swallowed him deep into her throat. When she released him to breathe, she and Eve locked eyes.

Eve could feel her face turning red. Sally stroked Adam’s dick and mouthed “So Big”. She even held out the penis so Eve could get a good view of her brother’s erection. Then she showed off her skills by plunging it back into her throat.

“Are you okay Eve?” Matt asked as he helped her up. “You look flushed. Sit and rest. I’ll take care of the boys.”

Eve nodded thinking “Sally must think I’m a pervert because I spied on them. Some weird Peeping iddaa siteleri Tom who wanted to see her brother’s penis. Oh God! I’ve never been so embarrassed”.

Sally returned with love and vigor to pleasuring her husband. She pumped his shaft and suck his hard penis until he again cried out, “I love you!”

His dick exploded and forceful jets of sperm flew into her mouth. She milked every last drop out of her husband. She showed him a mouthful of viscous ejaculate, swallowed and then showed him an empty mouth.

“Oh Baby, you’re the best” he gushed.

Adam was breathing heavy and felt weak in the knees. He sat down hard on a cushion covered bench. His wife sat back on her heels and smiled, happy that he was happy. She slipped her top back on and said,

“I’ll let your sister know you’ll need a few minutes before you’re ready for the next dive.”

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Adam and Eve fell backwards off the boat into the water with a big splash. They set about exploring the artificial reef.

^^^

Sally put her kids down for a nap. She and Matt sat in the open bay of the cabin cruiser enjoying the sun. They looked out on the expansive ocean and listened to the radio. She liked the tall, dark and handsome man. She thought he was an excellent match for Eve.

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Adam had inherited this old boat from his father. He had a knack for keeping the old girl running. Since he went diving often, he had told his sister on this dive to explore to her heart’s content. He was happy to keep an eye out for trouble and let her have fun.

He marveled as his long-legged sister graceful propelled herself through the water. She moved with an elegant fluidity few possessed. His eye zoomed in on the large zipper-like scar on her knee. Seeing it brought back memories of the day three years ago when she underwent surgery to repair her damaged knee. That was the day her dream of being a prima ballerina died.

Since Eve could no longer dance like a fiend, she had gained weight and was transformed from a super-slender ballet waif to a normal, healthy high school girl. In the way only a brother would, Adam used to taunt his sister saying things like,

“Eve, I know your knee can no longer handle the rigors of ballet, but fear not, your dancing career doesn’t have to be over. Now that you’ve blossomed, I’m sure they’ll welcome you down at ‘Tito’s Bump and Grind’.”

Adam shuddered when he recollected his boorish behavior. What a jackass he had been. His regret didn’t prevent his eyes from wandering over his sister’s pleasing rump and ample breasts.

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“Matt, I’m getting another beer,” Sally said. “You need one?”

“Yes.”

Sally popped the top on two beers. “Hey!” she hollered. “That’s my favorite song. Please turn the radio back on.”

“I didn’t do anything,” Matthew protested holding his hands up. The radio was on the other side of the boat. He got up and went to the device.

“Could be the batteries.”

“Catch.”

Sally tossed him a fresh pack of batteries. He put them in. Still, the radio refused to play. He said, “Sorry, that’s the extent of my electrical skills.”

The sky suddenly turned dark and gloomy. Sally said, “Oh no. Is this the end of our sunny day? That squall came in quick.”

Matt coughed. Sally asked rhetorically, “Where did all this fog come from?”

Then she began coughing. She felt like she couldn’t catch her breath. She dropped the beers and collapsed. Matt was also having trouble breathing. He fell to the deck and lost consciousness.

^^^

Adam and Eve surfaced at the back of the boat. They removed their masks and breathing apparatuses.

“That was so cool,” Eve gushed. “The half hour flew by.”

“Yes. This is a great place to dive. Turn around. I’ll get your tank.”

Adam unstrapped her tanks and set it on the boat’s dive platform. He pulled his off and set it beside hers. Then he climbed up the steps and helped his sister get out of the water.

“Hey everyone, we’re back,” he shouted. He thought it odd no one yelled back. He turned and saw Matt and Sally face-down on the deck.

“SALLY!” he cried confused and concerned. “Eve, something’s wrong.”

Adam ran to his wife. He lifted her head. “Sally? Sally?” She was unresponsive.

Eve saw her fiancée slumped on the deck. She rushed to his side. She could hear him wheezing. Tears rolled down her cheeks. “Oh Matt!” She cried out as she cradled his head.

Adam cried. He did not know how or why, but he realized his wife was dead. He held her lifeless body. He was crushed, absolutely devastated. He looked towards his sister and asked, “How could this have happened?”

A moment later he asked, “Where are the kids?”

He sat up straight and looked about. Not seeing them, he slipped away from Sally and ran into the cabin. His heart eased when he saw his darlings lying on the bed. He approached the elder one cautiously.

“No. God NO! They’re dead too. Everyone I love is dead!”

He collapsed. In his mind, a reel played deneme bonusu veren siteler as he remembered all the fun times he had enjoyed with his wife and kids. Now he felt as if he had been punched in the stomach. All the joy that existed in his life seeped out of him as he lay slumped on the floor.

Eve heard her brother’s anguished cry and went to him. Together they held the children and cried. Eve knew comforting him was impossible. She could only share his great feeling of loss. Eventually, they both ran out of tears. They had cried so long and so hard, they could cry no more.

“Adam, I’m taking the boat in. Matthew needs a doctor.”

“Go to him. I’ll get us back.”

Adam raced the boat back to the marina. It was surprising that in his dazed state he managed to get them back to shore safely. His wife was dead. His children were dead. His future brother-in-law was seriously ill. He felt as if his whole world had suddenly, inexplicably ended. He was more right than he knew.

The marina was eerily quiet. Adam and Eve saw bodies in boats, some lying on the docks and others floating in the water. They saw no blood or wounds. They checked the bodies they came across. They didn’t find anyone who was alive.

The brother and sister hurried to the SUV. Adam carried Matt. He put him in the backseat. Eve crawled in beside him and put his head on her lap. Then Adam fired up his vehicle up and drove towards the hospital.

Out on the small road, he encountered a stalled car in his lane.

“What the hell?” Adam cursed.

He swerved around it and shouted at the driver, “Hey! Why are you stopped in the middle of the road?”

He stopped yelling when he saw that the driver was dead. He made his way to the highway ramp that led to the hospital. They were only on it a few seconds before he slammed on the brakes.

He cursed out loud, “Shit!”

Eve screamed as she and Matt were forcefully thrown forward. Her seatbelt restrained her. She struggled to keep Matt from rolling onto the floor.

“Sorry Sis. I’ve never seen anything like this.”

Before them was a massive accident scene. Many cars and trucks had crashed into each other. Others had gone off the road. It was a mess. The highway was blocked. Adam was flummoxed and said,

“This looks un-passable. I can’t go through or around them. We’re not getting Matt to the hospital.”

Dejected, he leaned forward and placed his forehead on the steering wheel. He closed his eyes and rubbed his temples. He was sad, frustrated and he felt a major headache coming.

Eve, too was disappointed. She was so worried about Matt. She looked down at her fiancée and caressed his handsome face. He did not respond.

Eva and Adam were startled by a tapping sound. Their heads snapped up.

“Hello,” said a tall, plain faced, gray-haired woman. She smiled in a non-threatening way, but Adam didn’t roll down the window. She had blood sprayed across her face and substantial chest and he didn’t think it was hers.

The stranger said, “As you can see, something dreadful has happened. I need your help.”

The septuagenarian glanced into the backseat and said with genuine concern,

“Oh dear. It looks like you have an injured party. I hope he’s not badly hurt. The chances of getting him to the hospital are nil. I’m a retired school teacher, high school science. I’ve had some first aid training. If you want, I’ll see what I can do.”

Adam opened the door and stepped out of the car.

“My name is Adam. This is my sister Eve and her fiancée, Matthew. I was hoping to take him to the hospital. Please have a look at him.”

The woman formally extended her hand and said, “Sorry we have to meet under these circumstances. My name is Darlene Donaldson. My friends call me DeeDee.”

Adam shook her hand and then opened the door to the back of the car.

“Hello,” Eve said weakly and she began to cry again. “We found him like this. He’s breathing, but just barely.”

DeeDee nodded. She checked his vitals and did a quick assessment. “He appears stable.”

“What caused it?” Eve managed to ask before dissolving in a fit of sobs.

“Many people are dead. I have found others here that have his same symptoms and there are a few like me who were unaffected by whatever caused this catastrophe.”

“What happened?” Adam blurted out.

“It’s hard to say,” DeeDee said. “My friend and I were headed into the city. The road was crowded, which is normal for this time of day. I was driving along and for some reason, the engine shut off. The vehicle was still moving, but it was harder to steer without the power steering assist. Then a misty fog came out of nowhere. Next, all this happened.”

DeeDee pointed to the accident scene. She continued, “It was chaos. Cars were out of control. They crashed into one another. By some miracle, I was able to pull off the road and no one crashed into us. The other drivers did not brake. It was as if everyone suddenly lost consciousness. I’m guessing the other drivers were dead or dying before their cars collided.

“I turned to my friend and I saw her twitch and spasm and then nothing. She stopped breathing. I could not revive her. I went from car to car. The scene was the same. Dead people wearing seat-belts. The only injuries I saw were done post-mortem by the crashes.

Breaking Code

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Bobby leaned backwards, pressing his back down into the soft brown fabric of the couch. He lifted his butt off the cushion, as she grabbed his pants by the front pockets and tugged them down. What are you doing? he thought as he felt his jeans hit the floor around his ankles. He took his eyes off of her pretty little face for just a second, just long enough to see that the only thing between his now obvious erection and his best friend’s sister, was a pair of blue boxer briefs. That wasn’t hardly enough, but what was a man to do in a situation like this? His brain had handed over control of the ship a while ago, it had clicked over to autopilot, nothing he could do now, except hang on and enjoy the ride.

The harsh white glow of the computer monitor and the flickering of a slowly dying candle lay across her beautiful features, catching her eyes just right. He watched as she let go of his pants and stood up, she grabbed the bottom of her small white t-shirt and tore it off her body with ease. Next came the pants, they were almost skin tight, sliding off and being thrown to the floor beside her with just a little more effort than her shirt. Her body, fuck, it was like she was chiseled from stone, he had never seen a body that tight, that perfect in years… maybe ever.

His best friend’s voice started to sneak its way back into his head, at the worst possible time. He closed his eyes just for a second, taking a deep breath, hoping somehow that small pointless gesture would be enough to erase all the reasons this was wrong. It didn’t, he felt his brain kick on for one last second, powering up just enough to send out one final emergency message, a message aimed for his mouth. WE….. CAN’T…. DO – and suddenly, she did something that short circuited the last remaining good judgment in his body. She grasped her tight baby blue panties on each side of her hips and slowly, almost painfully, pulled them down – revealing something no straight man could say no to, not even if it meant throwing away a once-in-a-lifetime friendship of over 10 years.

One week earlier…

Bobby clicked off his car, listening to its final gasps, before hearing it die out. He didn’t immediately get out, instead, he peered out the passenger’s side window, at the dirty white apartment building he was now parked in front of. It wasn’t his apartment building, no, it was his best friend Jesse’s – who was currently in Las Vegas, doing who-knows-what to who-knows-who. Lucky bastard, friends for almost 11 years and while Jesse was doing his best to find Doug, Bobby was stuck feeding his two cats twice a day. Oh well, on the bright side, maybe Jesse would owe him this same favor down the road, if Bobby ever got his own apartment… or cats.

He opened the car door and got out, attempting to close the door gently failed, it slammed shut, echoing out into the almost too quiet night’s air. Jesse lived on one of the quiet back streets, just off the city limits, it was probably the only one that wasn’t covered in homeless people’s “houses” and garbage – it was actually pretty nice, he had done well for himself. It’s because he’s single, Bobby thought as he walked around the car and onto the walkway.

He stepped up on the porch, pulling the loan house key from his pocket and making his way inside. He clicked the light on and was immediately greeted by two cats that were probably seconds away from turning to cannibalism. He felt a little guilty, he was supposed to feed them once in the morning and once at night, and at 9:45 PM, he was making his first stop of the day. He had a decent excuse though, he had been dealing with ex-girlfriend drama all day and well, when that’s happening, you tend to forget about feeding small animals, especially when they’re not even yours.

He grabbed the bag out from under the sink, pouring enough food for ten cats. “There you go, we’re even, right?” he asked out loud, over the sound of small pieces of food raining down into the stainless steel bowl. He was greeted by a few ‘meows’ as he put the food back and filled their water dish. There, he thought, now he didn’t have to worry about starving Jesse’s cats to death or worse, or giving them a taste for one another’s flesh.

He kicked off his shoes back near the front door and walked down the short hallway to the right and into the living room. A 60 inch flat screen sat kitty-cornered in the decent sized room. Jesse had told him to make himself at home, and Bobby planned to make good use of that for the next few days, especially seeing as he was now technically homeless and all. He sat down on the couch and almost immediately felt himself melt away in it, it had been a long, stressful day and this is just what he needed. He now found himself struggling to dig up enough energy to reach for the remote. He did though, clicking on the giant television, kicking his feet up on the coffee table. The sounds of sports analysts were like music to his ears, he blinked, and then again, the next few longer and longer. Eventually, he stopped Avrupalı porno opening them altogether.

Riiiiiiiing!

Suddenly he was jarred from his brief nap, all of his senses rushing back to him at once. It took him a second to figure out whether it was the TV or the phone. Another loud ring and it was clear it was the phone. He hesitated, wondering if he should answer it or not. Knowing Jesse didn’t have an answering machine, he decided he probably should. He jumped up and made his way back out into the kitchen, grabbing the small white phone off of the wall mount. He peered at the caller ID, not recognizing the number.

“Hello?” he said, seconds after clicking the ‘talk’ button.

“Hi… is Jesse home?” a girl asked, the voice sounding familiar.

“No, he’s actually in Vegas. I’m just house sitting,” he replied, still trying to figure out who it was. “Can I ask who’s calling?”

“Is this Bobby?” the girl asked.

“Yeah…”

“You don’t know who this is, do you?” she had got him, he didn’t.

Silence, as Bobby made a last ditch effort to pull the girl’s name from his ass. Nothing.

“It’s Lacy, Jesse’s sister,” she said, he heard a small laugh come from the other line.

“Oh shit, I’m sorry,” he laughed as well, how the hell had he not recognized her voice? He felt like an idiot now. He had known her for years and had seen her practically every day until she had moved. He had heard she had just recently moved back into town after living with her dad for the past handful of years.

“How’s it going?” he added.

“I can’t believe you forgot my name! Has it been that long!?” she said jokingly. “It’s going good. I was just calling because I was going to see if it was alright to come over and borrow something.”

“Sure.” What was he going to say? No?

“If it’s okay? Are you going to be there for a while?” she asked.

“Yeah… actually, I think I’m just gonna crash here tonight.” Not like I have a choice, he thought.

“Okay, well, I’ll be over in a few… okay? If that’s cool?”

“Yeah, definitely.”

“Okay, see you in a bit,” she said and he heard the phone click.

He hung it up and made his way towards the front door. He flipped the blind open and looked out, he had no idea where she lived or when she’d be here. He clicked the porch light on and made his way back towards the living room.

He couldn’t believe how much her voice had changed, or maybe it was just the phone. Either way, she definitely didn’t sound like that a few years ago. She had been the typical annoying little sister, almost every family had at least one, luckily she was mild compared to Bobby’s own version of that. He clicked the channels, half focusing on what was flashing on the screen, half focused on what it was she was going to borrow. He imagined it wasn’t a cup of sugar. Exactly what did you come to borrow at 10 pm? He guessed he was about to find out, whenever the hell she showed up.

***

He heard a knock about fifteen minutes later. He dragged his tired body out of what had to be one of the most comfortable couches in the world and made his way towards the door. As he opened the door, standing there was someone he would not have recognized, had she not just called him and told him who she was. Lacy had left an awkward, pale, 15 year old and had returned as something entirely different. She was… well, hot. A small burning feeling suddenly flared up from somewhere deep inside him as that thought ran through his mind.

“Come in,” he said, stepping back and gesturing her inside.

She stepped passed him and placed her small yellow purse on the counter. An awkward silence suddenly clouded the room, the type of silence that is always present when two shy people were in a room alone together. It was like a game, who was going to be the first one to grow some balls and say something, regardless of how small or stupid it was.

“So, do I look any different?” Lacy had won and had gotten extra bonus point for starting things off with such a loaded question.

Wow. What was he going to say to that? He had definitely noticed a few areas she had changed in but he didn’t think it would be such a good idea to bring those up at the moment.

“You do… definitely… taller than I remember you,” he responded half-jokingly. She had actually grown a few inches, but he knew that wasn’t the answer she was looking for. “Want something to drink?” he added, hoping to derail this train of thought before it picked up anymore speed.

She hesitated for a second, the beginnings of a smile at the corners of her mouth. “Sure, what does he have?”

Bobby popped open the fridge for the first time. Jesse was definitely a single guy, beer and cheese was about all there was in there. At least there was a choice of beer, either Magic Hat or PBR — you couldn’t go wrong with either. He grabbed two PBR’s and closed the fridge.

“You twenty-one?” he joked, popping off the Video porno cap and sliding the bottle across the table towards her. He watched as she wrapped her hand around it, holding it there for a second, then lifting it to her lips and taking a sip. He twisted off his cap and followed suit.

“So, how long is my brother away for?” she asked, she took another sip while running her finger along the ring of condensation that had formed on the fake gray marble counter.

“He should be back in a few days. Sunday, I think? He didn’t even tell you he was leaving?”

“Nope. I guess baby sister isn’t on top of his list of people to call. Oh well.” A shrug of the shoulders, another sip.

Bobby nervously played with his untouched beer on the counter, “Well, it was pretty hectic before he left…” A half-hearted excuse that neither of them bought.

“So, I have to ask. What did you come to borrow? I mean, if you don’t mind me asking.”

He watched as her face turned red.

“Uhm…” Now it was her turn to nervously play with her half-empty bottle of beer. “W-weed,” she replied with a stutter.

She was definitely uncomfortable saying that to him. What did he look like? A cop?

“Ohhh, okay,” he said with a smile, hoping to ease whatever extra awkwardness she was feeling.

“Do you smoke?” she asked.

“Sometimes, yeah.”

“Do you wanna smoke?”

Bobby took a second to think about it.

“Sure, why not?”

“Okay. Hold on, I’ll be right back.” She stood up out of her seat and headed down the hall to the left, towards Jesse’s room.

Bobby took this opportunity to take a large sip of his beer and then another. Was he breaking guy code?

Was he supposed to be hanging out with his best friend’s sister, alone, drinking beer and now about to smoke a little pot with her? He was suddenly feeling a little guilty, and even though it was completely harmless, it didn’t matter, intentions weren’t what got you convicted in Best Friend’s Court, the verdict was always based on what it looked like. A system almost as unfair as the actual legal system.

“Bong or pipe?” he heard Lacy call from the other room.

“Pipe.” He answered as she came walking back out into the kitchen, a multi-colored glass piece in one hand and a small bag of weed in the other.

She sat back down in her chair and began to break the bud up and fill the pipe, taking small sips of her beer in between. Bobby quickly downed his beer and grabbed another, hoping he was able to drown whatever he was feeling — guilt, he was sure of it.

“You smoke a lot?” he asked, as he popped the cap off and watched it bounce across the floor, the smaller of the two cats pouncing on it like it was a wounded mouse.

“Lately, yeah. I know, I know — not good,” she said, sticking her tongue out.

“I don’t judge,” he responded with a laugh.

She smiled without looking up from the pipe.

“You?” she asked, still focused on her mission.

“Not really. I basically only do it when your brother does it.”

Another sip.

They sat there in silence for a few minutes, Lacy busy readying the pipe, while Bobby continued to down the beers — taking the final sip of beer number two. He weighed the option of having beer three, he wasn’t a lightweight, but two beers in five minutes definitely had his lips feeling a little numb. He pushed his chair back and stood up, grabbing his two empty bottles and walking them towards the bin.

“Do you want another one?” he asked.

“Uhm…” she peered up for a second, noticing that only a small ring of beer remained at the bottom of the brown glass bottle. “… sure. We smoking in here or somewhere more comfortable?” she added setting the pipe gently down on the counter.

Bobby grabbed two more ice cold beers from the fridge and took a step towards the living room. “We could smoke in there.”

Lacy nodded, grabbing the pipe and following Bobby into the other room. He headed straight for his spot on the couch, parking himself all the way to the right, closest to the TV. He slid two Family Guy coasters out from under a stack of magazines and placed the beers down onto them. Lacy walked around the opposite side of the coffee table and sat down only a foot or so away from. He adjusted a little, not knowing she’d be sitting so close, the Best Friend’s Court thought sliding its way back into his head.

She had come prepared, pulling out a small blue Bic lighter from her skin tight jeans. She took the first hit, sucking it in and holding it there as she reached out with the lighter and pipe in her hands. Bobby took a deep breath and convincing himself this was totally fine, for now, heck, they weren’t even doing anything that Jesse hadn’t already done with her himself. He took his first hit.

They passed the pipe back and forth, smoking a couple bowls before eventually turning what was left of their attention to an episode of It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia that had just come on. Bobby’s mind was twisting in circles, thoughts of Guy Code and hot teenage sisters were long gone, replaced with a calmness and the occasionally sensation of his tongue falling off. As weird as that was, he much preferred it to what he had been thinking before her semi-planned visit. His mind sent out a message, he could almost feel it run down the back of his neck, taking the sharp corner and headed for his mouth. He opened it, smacking his lips a few times, damn was his mouth dry. No words exiting him. False alarm he guessed. It was way too quiet in there, why wouldn’t someone just say something?

“How long are you staying here?” It was almost as if she had read his mind. Wait, had he just said that all out loud? Oh man, he hoped not. That would be embarrassing.

He took a moment, trying to figure out what was going on. “Uh, well, I kind of don’t have a place to live. So, yeah, probably for a while.” The words were not coming out of him like he had wanted them to.

“Why don’t you have a place to live?” she asked bluntly.

“Long story,” he replied with that terribly clichéd answer that everyone gives when they’re too lazy to tell a story that isn’t all that long.

“Spill it. I’m all ears.” She wasn’t buying it.

“Well, I had a place with my girlfriend — well, ex-girlfriend and now I don’t.” And for no reason at all, he just started to laugh. He caught her face out of the corner of his eye. She had an eyebrow cocked up, a smile on her face. This is why he didn’t smoke that often. A few seconds later she found herself laughing with him.

The laughing died down a few seconds later. The house falling completely silent except for the ramblings of Charlie Kelly and the rest of The Gang. He glanced at the TV screen for a second, then towards Lacy. His night had definitely turned around. Had she not shown up, he’d be passed out on this very couch right now, drooling the night away.

“So, where are you living now?” Bobby asked, breaking the silence.

“With a couple friends, right down the road a little.”

“Nice. You like it?”

“It’s okay,” she replied, reaching into her pocket and whipping out her pink cell phone. She clicked a button, looked at the screen and quickly set it back down on her lap.

“I probably should get going though. I got a couple of classes in the morning,” she added, slowly making her way to her feet.

He did the same. “Yeah,” he didn’t really know what to say. This time he followed her as she made her way towards the kitchen, the pipe in her hand.

She placed the pipe and bag of weed in her purse and slung it over her shoulder. A few steps and she was putting on her shoes or clogs, Bobby really couldn’t tell. All women’s shoes looked weird and ugly to him.

“So…” she started, hesitating for a second and then another. “Can I give you my cell phone number?”

Bobby took just a fraction of a second too long to answer.

“I mean, if that’s okay? Like, just in case I need to get a hold of you or something. You know,” she said quickly, doing her best to back track and explain.

“Yeah, of course. I know what you mean,” he said, reassuring her and himself. That’s the only reason she would give it to him. I mean, what else would need it for? Nothing. Right? “What is it?” he asked.

“Do you have a pen or your…”

Bobby reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone, which was black, not pink. He clicked a few buttons and was into the contacts menu. He looked up, catching Lacy’s gaze, letting her know he was ready.

“2-7-2, 1-9-9-0.”

He punched the numbers in and hit save. A small electronic beep and Lacy Givens was now in his phone.

“Thanks,” he said with a smile.

“No problem,” she returned it.

“You gonna be okay to walk home?” he asked.

“Yeah. I’ll be fine. I can text you when I get there, if you want? Just so you know I’m safe and sound,” she said with a laugh.

“Yeah. Do that.”

“Okay, well… I’ll talk to you later then. Have a good night,” she said, grabbing for the door handle. He watched her step out on the porch, she gave him a small wave as she walked down the stairs and past his car. She made it as far as he could see, before he turned around and headed back inside. The warm breeze felt nice for this time of year, especially this late at night. He could smell the last remnants of nature, just a few months before everything would be choked out in a cold white blanket. He closed the door behind him and went straight to bed.

***

The morning came quickly, Bobby could feel the sun beating through the window and down onto his face before he was even awake. He fought the feeling, rolling over and throwing the blankets over his head. Why should he get up now? It was his day off and he had absolutely nothing to do. Sleeping until noon or one o’clock sounded like a good idea to him. Although, now that he thought about it, the sun sure did feel a little too hot for the early AM. He threw the blankets back off his head and stretched out to grab his phone that sat at the edge of the coffee table, his eyes squinting from the beam of sun that landed smack dab on his chin. It was 11:45 and he had 3 unread text messages.