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As always...okay, by now you know Kenji is my editor. Thanks...This one does not contain any sex. There's a bit of mutual masturbation, but that's it. Sorry. Yes, I know this site is for erotic stories, but I wanted to give a bit more context and backstory to this one. Thanks for indulging me...(okay, you may find a 'little' sex in Chapter 30)
Chapter 29
I awoke at six. I could have used another five hours of sleep, but needs must. I tried to creep silently from the bed, but Arabella's hand stopped me.
*quot;You going, darling?*quot; she whispered hoarsely, still half asleep.
*quot;I need to, darling. I have a two-hour drive ahead of me and two sisters waiting!*quot; I laughed. *quot;I'll call when I get home, 'kay? I'll see myself out. You just sleep. And dream. Believe me, I don't want to go, but you'll be on my mind...all day,*quot; I sighed, and kissed her. I watched as she snuggled under the duvet. I left her bed and peed, brushed my teeth, rubbed the sleep from me, and left, writing her a quick note. I quietly closed the front door and headed to Richmond.
As I walked in the front door, mum was up, pottering about the kitchen in her robe and slippers.
*quot;Hmmm. Look what the cat's dragged in,*quot; she laughed, hugging me and smiling. *quot;You had a good evening, I assume?*quot; she smirked.
*quot;The best, mum. I'll tell you all about it later, 'kay? I need to get presentable. I have a long day ahead of me. Are they up yet?*quot; I asked.
*quot;No, sweetie. I checked before I came down. They're still sleeping, surprisingly!*quot; she chuckled. *quot;Go. Get yourself sorted. You look knackered, darling.*quot;
*quot;I am,*quot; I laughed. *quot;But in a good way,*quot; I chuckled.
Mum swatted my arm and pushed me from the kitchen. In no time, I was washed and refreshed, Maggie and Lily bounding into my room just as I was finishing my hair. Excited was too feeble a word for them today.
*quot;I hope you two slept well. We have a busy day...and night!*quot; I said, cryptically.
Mom and dad finally made an appearance, smirking at me, as they came into the kitchen, their faces glowing with the look of a nice lie-in.
*quot;Oh, look, Tom. Who's this?*quot; she smiled. I could only smirk and stuck my tongue out at her.
My sisters and I left, our overnight bags all packed and sorted. They still had no idea what we were up to. Safely buckled in, we headed out. We popped over to Camden Market, knowing it was their favourite for clothes and the general ambience. It was a weekend to spoil them, so I had my cards handy! They were both a hoot, scrambling from one stall to the next, asking each other, 'Does this look good on me?' It always surprised me that with the differences in their ages, albeit only two years, they never hid their obvious affection for each other. We held hands tightly, as we walked through the crowded market, our hands swinging out in front of us, trying to avoid the people around us.
I watched as Maggie held up yet another dress up in front of her. She was growing up so fast, and was at that precocious stage in her life, unsure of what was ahead of her, but in too much of a hurry to step back and breathe. That's where her big sister comes in, I thought.
Soon enough, we headed for the river and took a boat trip along the Thames, getting off in time for the performance at the Globe Theatre mom had helped book. We had been before with our parents, both of them enjoying the setting of the place. Moms and dad said it was never too early to get acquainted with Shakespeare! Mom had secured some tickets for A Midsummer Night's Dream from a colleague who knew people who knew people. It was a wonderful performance, both my sisters were totally enthralled with the production.

We headed to Covent Garden, to our favourite Mexican restaurant, where we feasted on nachos, tacos, platitos and a few other items ending in 'o.' We still had one more stop to go! All day they were bugging me on why they had to pack their bag for tonight. Of course, I teased them with all manner of improbable possibilities. We retrieved my car and headed to South Kensington. They knew it well, as mom worked at the V