I think that we fell asleep because the next thing I became aware of was Kaitlyn softly saying, “Breakfast is ready.”I opened my eyes and looked at Kaitlyn. She was dressed in the same short skirt and blouse from the night before. I glanced at her legs and wondered if she had any underwear on. Marissa was standing nearby, wrapped in a white terrycloth robe with a cup of coffee in her hand. “How do you like your sausage?” Kaitlyn asked.“I don’t know. Marissa how do you like my sausage?”“Hmm, I think that your sausage was fine. You dope.”Tony walked in wearing a suit and tie. “Ok you two, time to get up for breakfast and I have to get to mass.”“Mass?” I said ignorantly.“It’s Sunday Brad,” said Marissa. “Tony’s going to church.”I made an “Oh” sound.“It’s an Italian thing Brad. Say, would you two like to join me? My mother would be thrilled to meet you and you’d make my uncle’s day to see Marissa again.” I knew that it would make his uncle’s day to see her; his uncle didn’t even care that. The best thing about Nick was that he was there, online, when I neededhim the most. I could talk with him about anything, he knew that I hada real thing for Christine and wanted to move beyond being her friend.His advice was to take our time and give her plenty of room... I wastired of waiting... but he was right, something was troublingChristine, keeping her at arms length. I was determined to be therewhen she was ready, no matter how long it took.Christine and I were becoming very fond of each other's company, but itnever would go beyond a pal or buddy sort of thing. I loved to hear herlaugh, so much that I would make a joke... just to hear her lightgiggle. The sound of it made me smile long after we would part company.I found over those years that she was quite athletic, well... she likedsports. Her competitive nature made her so much fun to tease, but thatnever stopped Christine, she wasn't afraid to go at me in a game ofbasketball. She actually wasn't that bad, but would laugh.
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