Lets begin with the last day of Heather's childhood. Before she scampered off to school, she decided to scare the pants off her mother with what must have been a whopper of a ghost story.
The bus honked it's horn outside Heather and Kris hurried off to school, he for the first time and she for the last as a child.
"Don't worry baby brother, I got your back. At least for today, tomorrow you're on your own."
"Geez, Thanks Sis..."
She grabbed him as he headed towards the door and pushed her warm body up against his. Hank uttered a low moan of desire as his wife pressed her lips to his "See you tonight, Handsome" she purred as she released him. Hank turned towards the door to meet the waiting carpool, and as he did Crimson playfully swatted his tight rear end. She hardly noticed the low moan escaping her own throat. Hank did however, and smiled to himself as he walked out the door.
Crimson became very aware of his presence as he entered the room , aware of his eyes undressing her and felt his mental caress. He stood mere inches behind her, breathing raggedly onto her neck Crimson spun around and Hank roughly pulled her into his arms.
"Bed, now!" was all that he said. It was all that was needed. The kids would be home shortly, and thier need for each other could be put off no longer.
Seeing as it was the weekend, the next day Heather begged her mother for help learning how to drive. Crimson instantly agreed. Not only was this something Heather needed, Crimson wanted to do it. It gave her a chance for a little one and one time with her first born. As they crawled down a side street, Heather told her mother all about the night before. She told her about the boy, and the kiss. Last night she had felt like she was floating on a cloud, but in the harsh light of day things did not seem right. She hardly knew this boy, and hadn't felt any desire to call or see him that day. The kiss had been nice and all, but it wasn't enough.
"I think I need to tell this guy we're just friends, but I don't want to hurt him mom! What do I do?" she asked her mother as she pulled back into the driveway.
"Follow your heart, Heather. Always follow your heart. It was my heart that led me to your father" Crimson replied smiling to herself.
Kristopher was waiting for her in the living room. "Heath! Look, I got a new badge yesterday!" He exclaimed as she walked into the room
"Way to go, little brother"
"What do you think you're doing young lady? Your father and I raised you better than this!" Crimson screamed. She was so disappointed in Heather, who had always been responsible "What now? Going to blame this prank on your 'Invisible Friend' again?" Crimson's words hurt Heather like a slap in the face.
"What do you expect? I was raised by you and you're nothing more than a common criminal!" She screamed in her mothers voice. Crimson recoiled slightly and Heather felt horrible. She knew how deep her words had cut her mother. "Mom, I..." she started, but Crimson just walked away.