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 Title: Katy's Smell: Day 02
Summary: Siblings are no longer estranged...
Keywords: inc,fic
   Part One
   When I woke up, I wasn't sure where I was for a moment.  It felt as if I
was back home in my old bedroom for a good few seconds.  I had slept like a
rock after last night with Katy.  Just like before, in the good old days. I
was used to being drained every night and, if she didn't come wake me up
for more fun, I'd wake up refreshed and ready to do it all over again.
   I yawned and stretched and soon came to my senses.  This was the present
day and I was in the bed I shared with my wife.  She was not in it with me,
however.  I glanced over to the alarm clock and couldn't believe how late
it was.  Adrienne was surely out for her morning run, which meant Katy was
with her.  My mother would be downstairs with Gracie, if that was the case.
It was nice of them all to let me sleep in.
   I threw on some shorts and a t-shirt and went downstairs to see what my
mother and daughter were up to.  When I entered the kitchen, the two of
them were cleaning up the remains of waffles.
   "Morning!" my mother said when she saw me.
   "Daddy!" Gracie exclaimed.  "We made breakfast!  I got to mix the goo."
   I smiled at her and noticed there were a few left.  "That's great,
honey. Do I get to try some?"
   She beamed up at me as I approached.  My mother kissed me on the cheek
as I dished myself up.
   "I'm so proud of my boy," she said.  "Such a good provider for his
family."
   I laughed it off.  She always talked about how this house was too much
for the three of us, that it must have cost a fortune.  I didn't like to
talk about money with her, even though as a single mother that topic surely
consumed her adult life.  She struggled so hard just so we could get by and
here I was with more than she had ever had in her life.
   "I'm just fortunate," I said while I poured syrup all over my waffles.
"You showed me how to work hard because you always did."
   "It's not just your job," Mom said, letting Gracie hand her the dishes
that must have been from all of their breakfast, including Adrienne and
Katy.  "All your neighbors have boats and new cars, and you're more careful
with your money.  That makes me happy that you're being smart while every
other young family seems to be the opposite."
   I munched a few bites of waffle before replying.  "We have everything we
need.  What are you getting at?"
   I suspected that she was going somewhere with this money discussion, and
I was right.  The look on her face gave it all away.  She finished putting
the dishes away with Gracie and came to sit next to me.
   "I'm worried about your sister," she said with a serious tone.
   My heart skipped a beat at the mention of Katy but I hid it well.  "Oh?"
   "She's depressed," Mom explained, "even though she would never admit it.
But I can tell.  She doesn't go out with friends anymore, she doesn't seem
to be in a hurry to find a good job, and the two of you didn't see each
other for three years."
   I nodded, though in reality I knew that I was the reason for all of
those things.  I just couldn't tell my own mother that the reason my sister
was depressed was because she and I were in love with each other on a level
that no one else could ever understand.
   "It may be none of my business," Mom continued, "but it worries me that
something could come between you two like that.  I'm thrilled that she
agreed to come along finally, after all this time.  You'd tell me if it was
something serious, wouldn't you?"
   I frowned.  "What do you mean, serious?"
   She glanced to Gracie to make sure she was out of earshot, and whispered
her reply.  "Drugs?"
   I shook my head.  "It's not drugs, Mom."
   She didn't seem very relieved.  "Then what?  Is it something to do with
me?"
   I sighed.  "It's nothing.  We just let things get in the way and time
slipped away.  I've been busy at work and just never found the time to see
her.  Not a big deal.  We talked about it last night too.  She's fine. 
We're fine."
   Blaming my job was an easy out for me, because Mom had no idea what I
actually did.  It would be so boring to describe the technical details of
being an engineer, and I was counting on that.  I had worked late maybe
four or five times in the three years that I had this job, but she would
believe whatever I told her.
   "I'm glad," she replied.  "I really am.  Your lovely wife seems to like
her and they get along so well.  And Gracie...she adores Katy and Katy
adores her."
   "I do regret that they haven't seen each other," I agreed, "more so than
me and Katy not seeing each other.  We promised to not let that happen
anymore."
   The patio door near the kitchen opened and Adrienne and Katy bounded
into the house just then.  They were both sweating from their run, and it
didn't escape me that Katy was wearing some of Adrienne's running clothes.
They both wore running tights and a tank top, and while I always loved
seeing Adrienne dressed like that, it was especially intoxicating to see
Katy in something so sexy.  Our eyes met as they entered, and she seemed
much more chipper today that she had been yesterday.
   "Look who's up," Adrienne said, smiling at me as she stretched.  "You
were still out cold when I got up."
   I smiled at her and kept eating my waffles.  "Yeah, thanks for letting
me miss this awesome breakfast."
   Gracie ran right up to Katy, who picked her up and squeezed her while
she laughed and squealed.  I loved seeing the two of them interacting, but
I couldn't keep my penis from inflating as I stared at Katy's skinny curves
in those running tights.  I had experienced the body underneath them
countless times and I knew exactly what they were hiding.  Good thing I was
sitting down and could hide my erection.
   "I'm going to go shower," Adrienne said.  "Us girls are going shopping,
you want to come?"
   It would be a good opportunity to spend time with the family, but being
the only guy while they shopped was not exactly appealing.  I shrugged.
   "Gee, it sounds so exciting, but..."
   "He can meet us for lunch after," Mom chimed in.
   "Yeah, sounds good," I said.
   "Ok, I'll hurry," Adrienne said, running upstairs to shower.
   There was a slightly awkward silence in the kitchen now with myself,
Mom, Katy and Gracie all together.  Mom didn't much care for it, and was
totally transparent as she pretended to get a bright idea.
   "Gracie," she said, "why don't we go for a walk just like the big girls
did?"
   Gracie always wanted to do what big girls did.  "Ok!"
   Mom winked at me and let Gracie lead her away by the hand.  Katy and I
were silent as we watched them leave out the front door.  Then she came and
sat at the table next to me.  She kept her distance, which was good in case
Adrienne came back downstairs.
   "Like the pants?" she said to me.
   I smiled.  "How'd you know?"
   Katy smiled knowingly.  "I know your libido better than you do.  You had
a boner the minute I walked in."
   I laughed.  "You better watch your mouth."
   "I'm all sweaty," she said, a slick undertone in her voice.  "I better
go peel these wet clothes from my glistening body so I can clean myself
up."
   "Shut up," I hissed, though I was anything but mad.  She knew what she
was doing to me.
   She giggled.  "How long does she take in the shower?"
   Damn, this girl was still horny after all that we did together last
night?  "At least a half hour."
   "Is she expecting you to go up there and do some sexy time with her?"
Her question showed no amount of shame as she inquired about my private
marital habits.
   I shook my head.  "We did that yesterday.  She wouldn't want to be
distracted when shopping is at stake."
   She laughed, and got up from the table.  "Come on.  You have some work
to do in your office while I shower.  You asked my permission, and I said
it was ok."
   She reached her hand out, and just like Gracie with Mom, Katy led me
away from the kitchen and down to the bathroom just outside my office where
she was staying.  My shorts tented obscenely the whole way, especially as I
stared at her ass in those tight pants.
   We heard the shower running upstairs, and in the back of our minds that
was the cue that we could be naughty together as long as we could hear it.
We left the office door open so we could hear in case anyone was
approaching, and Katy knelt in front of me and pulled my shorts down just
enough for my dick to spring free.
   I ran my fingers through her hair as she went to work.  She had a lot of
time to make up for, having gone three years without tasting my penis.  I
loved the hunger that was obvious in her sucking.  She actually enjoyed the
way it felt in her mouth.  Adrienne was no stranger to tasting my penis,
but I never fooled myself into thinking that she was doing it for anyone
other than me.  With Katy, it seemed like she was the one who was
benefiting from the act.  She was getting off on it, and back when we were
still active together she would often suck on me for no reason other than
to satisfy her own urges.  I could have cum twice in a row with no
possibility of doing it again any time soon, and she would still be
gobbling on my semi-hard cock.
   I allowed myself to enjoy this without worrying about how I would
reciprocate.  This was for her more than me.  It was strange to say that,
especially as a man, but in this case it was true.  She needed this.  I was
the only man she had ever sucked off.  I had deprived her of this for years
now and I needed to repay her.
   She backed her face off my crotch and started jerking my slimy dick in
her hand firmly.
   "Do you want it on my face, or do I get to taste it after all this
time?" she asked, smiling up at me with devilish eyes.
   I wanted to laugh but it came out as a groan instead, from the way she
was massaging my penis.
   "Sounds like I don't have a choice," I said, and closed my eyes for a
moment to enjoy what was happening.
   "That's right, you don't," she said, and lowered her mouth back down
onto me.
   As my sister made me cum down her throat, I felt a satisfaction in my
heart as much as in my loins.  I blasted her tonsils with a thick load of
sperm as she crammed my dick into her mouth, trying to get it all in there.
I was too big and she could never quite manage it, no matter how hard she
tried.  I loved when she tried, though.  I stared down at her once the
largest part of the wave was over and rested my hand on her head while she
sucked.
   She kept sucking even after I was done, getting at least as much out of
this as I was.  She swallowed it all, getting every last drop out of me,
and finally withdrew.  She stood up and grabbed my arm with a serious look
in her eyes.
   "It's my turn," she said, and led me out of the office and into the
bathroom.
   In seconds she had her running tights peeled off and I was bending her
over the sink.  I slid my cock up into her tight pussy and she frigged
herself as I fucked her.  I was spent but still hard enough to get her off
like this.  She grunted hard and I felt her cunt convulse around my shaft.
It was such a wonderful feeling to make her feel good like that.  She spun
around and embraced me even while the waves of her climax were still
pouring through her.
   We hugged each other like that for a long while, still hearing the
shower running upstairs.  Katy had missed me, I could feel it in the way
she held me.  I stroked her hair and ignored the sticky mess that my cock
was making between our stomachs where it was pinned.  Feeling it still hard
against her was probably arousing for her, maybe comforting even.  If what
she had told me was true, and I had every reason to believe it was, she
hadn't felt a cock or anything like it for three years.
   The shower finally turned off and we took that as our signal to
separate. When we released each other, I saw Katy's eyes were watery.  She
smiled at me and took her tank top off.  For just a second she stood there
completely naked, me with my dick hanging out of my shorts, but neither of
us seeing anything except for our faces.
   "Thank you," she said, and moved away to start her own shower.
   I pulled my shorts back up and left the bathroom.  I didn't want to risk
being caught in here just because we were having an emotional moment.  How
would I explain my naked sister crying while I had my dick out?  That
wouldn't look good at all.
   Part Two
   Ironically, I really did have some work to do in my office.  After
everyone else left to go shopping, I sat at my desk and did my usual
e-mail/internet/work routine.  Even on my days off it seemed like the firm
couldn't do without me.  I threw them a bone once in a while to make myself
seem all that more valuable.
   I sat in my chair leaned all the way back, staring at my monitor as I
reviewed a spec sheet from a big job we had going, and holding a pair of
Katy's panties in my hand.  I was absently squeezing them and rolling them
around in my hand, eventually bringing it up to my face and inhaling
deeply. It was so strangely comforting to be smelling her while I was busy
doing something else.  It relaxed me and actually made me think clearer.
   My phone buzzed and I saw that Adrienne was texting me.  Shit, I had
forgotten about lunch.  I checked it quickly and saw that she was telling
me when and where to meet them.  I texted back that I was going to be late,
but I hurried to get my work done.  I actually wanted to go eat with all
the girls in my family, surprisingly.  Maybe somewhat just to be around
Katy, but also to see my daughter enjoy being with the rest of the family.
   After lunch Katy took Gracie to the park while Mom decided to take a
nap. Shopping all morning had worn her out, it seemed.  Adrienne and I
relaxed in the living room and watched some TV.
   "Katy seems really happy," she said to break the silence between us.
   I didn't take my eyes off the TV, but she knew I was listening.  "Oh
yeah?"
   She nodded.  "Did you know that she hasn't had a serious boyfriend in
years?"
   More like ever, I thought to myself.  "I find that hard to believe."
   "It's true.  I think she's lonely."
   "What did she say?" I asked, actually curious to know what fake
backstory Katy had come up with to explain herself.
   "Not a lot, but I could read between the lines." Adrienne paused
momentarily.  "She really needs to get laid."
   I couldn't hold out a chuckle, and fortunately Adrienne just thought I
was just embarrassed or something.  She was snickering at me.
   "Is that weird to talk about?" she asked.  "Her being your sister and
all."
   "No, no," I assured her.  "It's fine.  Let's talk about my sister having
sex."
   She punched my arm.  "I'm being serious.  How do I know about brothers
and sisters?  I'm an only child."
   "I can't say it's normal for siblings to talk about sex, but then again
Katy and I haven't exactly had a normal relationship."
   Wow, I was good at telling the truth without giving away the real
details.  If only my wife knew what my relationship with Katy had been
like...
   "Maybe with your dad dying and all," Adrienne said, "and with you gone
the last few years, she doesn't really know how to deal with men.  She's
certainly attractive enough, so that's not the issue.  And her personality
is just fine.  What do you think?"
   I shrugged.  "Maybe she's a lousy fuck."
   Adrienne's mouth dropped open at hearing me swear.  We kept our language
clean around Gracie and usually reserved the F word for the bedroom
exclusively.  Maybe the occasional slip in response to a bad driver cutting
us off.  She slapped my arm again.
   "So much for not talking about this stuff when it comes to your sister,"
she shook her head.
   "I'm just kidding," I said.  "Is that something you'd want to talk to
her about?"
   Adrienne shrugged.  "I don't know.  I mean normally, I would say it
would be best between us girls.  But this is a sensitive topic.  Do you
think she...was abused or anything?"
   I broke my stare from the TV and glanced at my wife at hearing that.  "I
do not think she was abused."
   It wasn't as if I would be mad at Adrienne for suggesting such a thing.
She was my wife, after all.  If there was anyone who I should be talking
openly with, it was her.  She must actually be concerned about this if she
even mentioned it.
   "Well it's not normal," she said.  "So there's something going on.  And
don't think your mother isn't worried to death about it.  I usually have a
pretty good radar for lesbians, so I know that's not it either."
   I laughed.  My wife, bless her heart, was very confident when it came to
understanding people.  Maybe I should have been worried that she would
eventually figure out what was really happening here.  Should I avoid this
conversation?  Should I try to change the subject?
   "Do you think she's, I don't know, asexual or something?" Adrienne kept
prying.
   I shrugged.  "How the hell would I know?"
   "Oh come on," she said, almost dismissing the idea that I wouldn't have
that information.  "I didn't have brothers or sisters, but I know what they
do when they're close in age."
   I raised an eyebrow at her, for the first time alarmed at where this was
going.  "What?"
   She glanced around nervously, as if someone might hear us.  "You know,
sex stuff.  When they're young and getting curious.  Did you two ever...you
know?"
   I turned pale, completely unsure of how to respond.  I could just lie
and say no, and I'm sure she would believe me.  That was what any sane
person in my situation would do.  But there was suddenly this overwhelming
urge within me to spill my secret.  I felt the weight of it all at that
moment and felt the words rising from my throat.  The temptation to utter
the words aloud to someone else was unbearable.  Something had to be said,
I just had to choose the right way to word it.
   "Uh..." I stammered, ever passing fraction of a second making this more
awkward and more obvious that I was hiding something.  "Like, what
exactly?"
   God, I was such an idiot!  I was practically announcing to her that Katy
and I had done stuff.  Even starting down that path would not end up well
for anyone.
   "You don't need to be embarrassed," Adrienne assured me.  "We've never
talked about it, but I always assumed that all kids did it.  It wouldn't
make me think any less of you.  You can trust me."
   I swallowed, and finally permitted myself to nod.  "Maybe."
   Adrienne's eyes went wide.  It wasn't the shock of disgust, but rather
an almost excited realization of something only suspected.  If I didn't
know any better, I would swear she was aroused by it.  This was
interesting...
   "Really?  Like what?  How far did it go?"
   I shifted uncomfortably on the couch.  Most of me was just embarrassed,
but a part of me was turned on by the thought that my wife could possibly
be ok with incest.  I mean, I wasn't exactly "ok" with it myself, under
most circumstances.  But it would be hypocritical of me to speak against
it.
   "Just touching and stuff," I said, ignoring the TV but still staring at
it.
   Adrienne touched my arm, a soft and purposeful touch that said more than
she could have spoken in that moment.  I muted the TV and set the remote
down, and then my attention was directly on her.
   "I want to know," she said in a low voice.  Her carefully chosen words
were uttered with an odd and precise manner.  She was stating a fact, but
in reality it was issued as a command meant for me.  I had no choice in the
matter.  I had to tell her what she wanted to know.
   But how much could she really want to know?  If I told her everything,
it would surely repel her even if she was "ok" with some amount of
incestuous play between siblings.  At the most, she could only be aroused
by the thought of two kids playing around innocently, not knowing any
better, and not hurting each other.  Continuing in the practice well into
adulthood didn't seem fitting for an innocent fantasy like that.  I had to
keep it as basic and vague as I could.
   "We showed each other our goods," I said, my eyes locked onto
Adrienne's. "And we touched each other."
   She nodded slightly, accepting my story but not at all satisfied by the
amount of details.
   "When I say I want to know," she started, showing a side of herself that
I hadn't ever seen before even in our wildest moments, "I mean I want to
know in detail."
   I shook my head, ready to refuse her and make up some excuse about not
wanting to bring up the memories again.  Her hand on my arm squeezed me
before I could speak.
   "No," she said, shaking her head firmly.  "No excuses.  Even if you
fucked her, I want to know."
   Hearing her swear was like the icing on the cake.  She was horny by the
thought of me fucking my sister.  Could it possibly be?  Or was this
something else?  Maybe just the openness of my revelation was what got her
off.  I had to tread lightly, no matter the case.
   "Come on, babe," I said, still hesitant to reveal the details.
   Her hand on my arm quickly traveled south and she was grabbing at my
crotch.  I was surprised at her forcefulness.  If we had been alone in the
house, even if it was just Gracie up in her room, this wouldn't be that
rare.  But with family staying here, with my mother napping upstairs, with
Katy and Gracie only gone for a short while and due back any minute, this
was quite the bizarre scenario.  Adrienne was creaming herself apparently,
and I was going to reap the benefits no doubt.  But right here?  Now?
   "It must be because I never had siblings," she said, in explanation to
herself more than me.  "I never really thought about it all that much
before, and I can't believe I'm saying this, but the thought of a brother
and sister screwing around is really hot.  It's so wrong, I just can't help
it."
   I was paralyzed with fear and excitement.  What were the chances of my
wife being ok with the thought of a brother and sister fucking, and her
being married to someone who was actually fucking his sister?
   "Really?" I said, dumbfounded.
   She had my pants unzipped and I felt her fingers graze my cock.  "Yeah,
you know?  It's like...I don't know, anal sex I guess.  Some people would
be totally disgusted by it, just like they are with incest.  But the
deviant aspect of it is what gets you off, right?  And it does feel good,
of course.  Same with this.  Two kids, finding out how good sex feels for
the first time, and with someone close to them like a sibling...it's
just..."
   She bit her lip and starting jerking me off.
   "Babe..." I didn't know what to say and my mind was going numb from the
arousal I was feeling.  "I never knew you felt this way."
   She smiled up at me, then went back to staring at my cock.  "I know! 
It's crazy, but it really gets me going.  Tell me what you guys did
together, I'm dying to know."
   I glanced at the stairs, remembering how my mother was asleep upstairs
in the guest room.  After deciding to go for it, I moved my hips forward to
give her better access to my penis and I pushed her head down onto it.
   "Suck me off and I'll tell you," I ordered.
   Adrienne nearly growled with lust in response to the way I was taking
charge.  She liked when I did that.  She crammed my dick into her mouth and
started sucking.  I closed my eyes for a moment and relished the feeling,
then stared down at her while I spoke.
   I didn't tell her everything, of course.  I chose my words and
descriptions carefully.  I couldn't make it seem nearly as salacious as it
actually was.  When I would describe certain acts, mostly innocent but also
completely sexual, Adrienne really sucked on me hard.  She knew we had to
be done with this quickly, unless we would be caught for sure.
   After only a minute or so of depraved storytelling, I felt my impending
orgasm and forced her down hard on my cock.  She choked on it and kept her
face planted in my lap.  Her tongue was everywhere around my shaft and
head, and her fingers were caressing my balls just the way I liked.  I
groaned as quietly as I could and let it go, blasting her throat just as I
had done to Katy earlier today.  It was kind of remarkable, actually. 
Yesterday I had fucked Adrienne up the ass, and Katy too later that night.
Now I was getting sucked off by both of them in the same day.
   I guess I was a lucky guy.  Adrienne found some small amount of
satisfaction in bringing me off, though I knew she was probably soaking her
panties right now.  She swallowed my cum and forcefully squeezed my cock to
get the last drops out of me.  She licked them off the tip of my cock like
a lollipop, and savored the taste.  She smiled up at me as she helped tuck
my junk back into my pants.
   "We're gonna have fun later," she said, quietly but with a raw hunger.
"Now that I know we share this little fetish."
   The wild look in her eyes didn't escape me.  "Don't say anything to Katy
though."
   She shrugged.  "Why would I?  Unless she brings it up."
   I didn't know what to make of that.  Was there a realistic chance that
she would bring it up?  What was Adrienne's angle here?  If I didn't know
any better, I would think she actually knew something had happened between
us, and was still happening.  But there was no way Katy would tell her
that, especially without telling me.
   Less than five minutes later, Katy and Gracie returned from the park. 
Thank god it hadn't been any earlier, or who knows how I would have
explained that?
   Part Three
   After dinner and a full evening of chatting, my mother and Gracie went
to the living room and Adrienne was in the kitchen cleaning up after
dinner. I went to help her do the dishes but she insisted I spend time with
Katy instead, since we hadn't really had any alone time today.  At least,
that she knew of.
   There wasn't exactly a place in the house that we could be alone though,
without it being strangely suspicious.  With my mother and Gracie in the
living room and Adrienne in the kitchen, that only left downstairs.  I
didn't want Mom to think that Katy and I were having a serious discussion
or anything, after her inquiry this morning about our problems.
   Instead we went to sit outside on the deck overlooking the backyard.  I
grabbed some beers and we went to watch the sunset.  It wasn't suspicious
at all, and we wouldn't be heard talking.
   "Something happened today," I said after a minute of silence.  It wasn't
awkward silence, just a pause as we both enjoyed being together quietly.
   "Oh?" Katy said, taking a sip of her beer.
   "It's weird, and I don't know what to do about it." I glanced over at
her.  "Adrienne got really turned on thinking about us messing around as
kids."
   Katy just stared back at me, almost too shocked to speak.  "What the
fuck?  You told her?!"
   "No!  God no, I would never..." I sighed.  "Really?  You think I would
do that?"
   "Then what the fuck are you talking about?"
   "She just outright asked me if we'd ever fooled around as kids.  I
didn't tell her everything, just that we had done the normal kid stuff."
   "Normal?" Katy seemed really upset.
   "You're missing the point," I said, trying to get control over this
conversation.
   "Which is?"
   I kept my voice down, as if anyone could hear us from inside the house.
"She's turned on by it.  My wife, who doesn't know that we've been fucking
for years, is turned on by the idea of siblings fooling around. 
Specifically, of me and you, innocently doing things to each other."
   Katy took that in for a moment.  She took a giant swig of her beer and
just stared at the sunset for a minute.
   "So what's your plan?" she finally asked.
   "Plan?" I just shrugged.  "Don't have one.  She's gonna fuck the shit
out of me tonight though.  Sucked me off on the couch not five minutes
before you came back from the park."
   "Wow." She nodded.  "Ok, this is ok.  We can deal with this."
   No jealousy, no hint of surprise even in her demeanor.  She didn't care
that I talked so openly about my sex life with Adrienne.  She knew it
wouldn't affect my relationship with her one bit.  That was how strong our
connection was, as powerful as any romantic relationship could be.
   "Deal with this?" I repeated.  "What does that mean?"
   "Obviously this is better than her being disgusted by the thought," Katy
said.  "I mean, if we ever got caught.  I'm not saying it wouldn't be
terrible, but maybe..."
   "I don't know what you're getting at," I said, shaking my head.  "She
isn't going to find out.  I just figured you'd want to know."
   "God, you're so lucky." Katy chuckled to herself and took another swig.
   "Why do you say that?"
   She gave me a sarcastic look.  "Come on, seriously?  You're cock deep in
pussy with two women you love and who both love you."
   I couldn't help but soften at hearing that.  "Thanks.  I love you too."
   She snickered.  "Guess I won't get a shot at you tonight.  Sounds like
you'll be busy pretending your wife is me."
   "Hey, I would never-"
   "Oh shut up," she said, waving her hand at me.  "I'm just kidding.  Have
fun, have a blast.  Just tell me if you call out my name while she's
clawing your back."
   "You little fuck," I said, laughing.
   We both laughed together for a good long while.  It was pretty surreal
the situation I was in.  We chatted a bit, remembering some of the good
times we had as kids together, getting ourselves riled up even though we
couldn't do anything about it.  It was one of the most enjoyable evenings I
could remember in a long time.  I told Katy as much.  I thought it was
important for her to know that I wanted to keep this going.  It was a
mistake to try to separate, we had established that.
   "Maybe I should move here?" Katy suggested.
   "Ha, right.  Maybe." I finished my beer and thought about it.  "What
would you do?"
   She shrugged and smiled at me.  "You?"
   to be continued....
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Katys Smell Day 02