Several weeks had passed. We are driving to Lake Tahoe. We all rented a uhaul truck. Cindy's brother is driving it. We are closer to Sacramento. We see when we get closer snow chains are required. We all have them except for Peter. We stopped to use the restroom, potty break, hot beverages and to gas up. We all are back on the highway. We get to wear snowchains are retired. We have them installed and we start driving. Visibility is getting harder. As we all get closer that snow chains are not required, we pay to have them removed. All of us who have our own place them back in the containers and in our vehicles. We make it about twenty minutes later to all over cabins. Peter backs in the uhaul. He will be Julian and Liz in their cabin that is by us. We all unload the boxes into our cabin. The place is decorated already. We take all the presents and leave as many as we can under the tree and stack the other boxes up. Peter uses the restroom. He says Julian is going to follow him to drop it off with Liz. We all leave as we all have to go grocery and household shopping. I go with julia and Cindy in Cindy's vehicle. My Porsche is in the garage. We all meet one another at the grocery store. I meet Alice's older son who is happy to be spending time away from his board and care home. I also meet Bea and Baird's sons. Bea's son speaks very loud. Julia had forewarned me. He talks loud because when his grandfather was loud that is the only way he heard you. He refused to get hearing aids. Baird son says hello and tells us he is going to get the rest of the meat. Bea says he loves to cook and does well. We all separate to get our supplies. The lines are long because it is a few days before Christmas.
"We all have snowmobiles and helmets coming tomorrow. They will be gassed up. They will leave us containers to gas up and expect the snowmobiles to be filled when they pick them up like they normally do. All the extra gas, we pour into our vehicles," says Cindy. The boys or should I say men are very nice and happy to be hear. I am guessing they don't see them as often."
I am finally paying for all of purchases. They are paying for the other items. We leave and start loading the suv. Cindy stops to get coffee and we get hot cocoa thru a drive thru. Cindy pays and we tell her thank you. She says welcome to us as she hands us our beverages. She gets her coffee and off we go back to the cabin. It takes us a lot longer to get back because of black ice and a accident. Cindy uses the remote to open the garage. Julia unlocks the interior door, goes and turns off the alarm. The garage is now closed and we are all bringing in everything. Julia's starts the two fire places. One is downstairs in the humongous living room with several couches and a huge flat screen TV. The other two are in the bedrooms. We are unpacking everything listening to Christmas songs on the TV. We are finally done and got to our rooms to unpack. We have one room not being used as that was for Liz and Taylor. I am just glad we all are talking and getting along. I am done and use the bathroom. I remove my boots and place my comfy slippers on and go downstairs. They are already downstairs.
They tell me let's decide what movies to watch. Julia serfs. We choose the ones with Bruce Willis as a cop and goes to see his wife at her work. We stop and make some more hot tea and some sandwiches with chips for dinner. We go back to resume watching the movie. We binged watched them all. Julia turns the TV off and we place all the dirty items in the dishwasher. The alarm is on. The fire place is still on. We go take our medicine and do what we need to do. We all come back downstairs and undress. We have pillows,blankets and a queen size air mattress with sheets on it. We get situated before we have a very pleasurable threesome using our bodies only until we fall asleep.
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THE KEY TO MY HEART
RomanceThis is the sequel to Believe in yourself. Doctors Cindy and Julia Ruiz are officially retired. What does that mean to two women who are always helping others in one way or another.
