It's early in the morning when Steele and I wander downstairs looking for some sustenance. We've been awake various times through the night. Our desire kept dipping into our rest. We'd sleep a while then one of us would come around and we'd go crashing into each other with deranged hunger. Steele must have come inside me four or five times and I'm swollen sore and very happy.

I can imagine how it could if we were ever to live together, just us. If that really works out. Me wandering around braless in one of Steele's huge tees, that are a mini dress on me. Him wearing just his baggy sweats, slung low on his hips, barely clinging. His magnificent rack of ab muscle flexing as he moves about the kitchen. He's making coffee and I'm distracted by a noise outside. Like something scratching at our door to get in.

While Steele is scrabbling in the back of the refrigerator, I cross to the back door and pull it open. When I look down, my hands fly up to my mouth.

“What is it, Babe?” Steele hears my sharp gasp and is beside me in an instant. Then he drops to his knees and cradles the puppy's face in both his heavy palms.

“She is so adorable,” I say, getting down on my knees beside him where the dog is already lapping at Steele's hands and face.

“Look, there's a paper tied to her collar.”

“His collar, Babe. It's a male dog.”

“So it is.”

I untie the big knot and unfurl the scrap of paper.

“Hey guys,” I read out loud. “I met a girl in a bar whose dog just had a litter of black lab pups she couldn't manage and immediately thought of you both. I know lost friends can never be replaced but new ones are always on the horizon. Love Bolt.”

“Bolt left him for us?” Steele croaks. Like a bomb of emotion hurled into his throat.

“Seems like he wanted us to have another Rod. The first member of our own new family.”

“Ohmigod Scher, I love you so much.”

His face falls into the side of my neck, scooping me up against his chest. The puppy leaps up at both of us, wanting in on the hugs.

“We'll call him Peb, short for Pebble – a little Rod,” Steele says while the dog goes crazy on us, delighted to discover his new best friends and family.

I don't think I could be any happier with my life right now. No, I know I couldn't. I'm really saddened about Gran's death but Mr Greengross was right about one thing. Gran lived well. She loved and was loved by so many people. And she imparted her wisdom to me, where I hope it will carry on. Like a little part of her is still alive inside her granddaughter.

I'm upset about my Mom but that's never been any different. At last I've opened up about how I feel to her and made it clear that she can't get in my head and make me feel bad about my body. My two guys knew exactly how to heal the burst of agony at how she treats me, in the most divine way. I hope I was able to help them find some sort of absolution too.

Something was definitely exchanged between them, that altered them. We never talked about it but I could feel it inside me. With their cocks buried in my two channels, almost touching heads deep in my core, I was more than a physical catalyst. Something emotional occurred which we may never get the chance to talk about now Bolt's taken off.

I look up at Steele and his face is glowing with happiness, which is reflecting my own. I squeal with laughter as Peb leaps up to lick across my cheek with his rough tongue and knocks me back on my butt.

“Cheese, Or should I say cheesy?”

I look up to see my sister, Bella, stopped in the middle of the path with her phone out to snap a picture of the three of us piled up on the porch.

“Bella, you made it. I thought you were getting here last night.”

“Hi Bell,” Steele says and throws her a wave.

“Well didn't you fill out, Steeley?” she tells him with an admiring glance. “My new car gave out on me.”

“Oh no, why didn't you call?”

“Cuz I'd been shooting videos of twisters on the route and the phone ran out of juice. Of course I couldn't plug it in.”

“So you were out there alone?”

“Not exactly. I found some bar and when I asked the bartender where I could find a mechanic, some dude sitting beside me offered to help.”

“Bella, that was risky.”

“Yeah, I know and at first he looked like a real hellion, but this guy had the kindest eyes. And man was he ripped, sexy beard too.”

Steele and I exchange a glance, both thinking the same thing.

“You get his name?”

“I'll never forget it. Bolt, he said. Probably faking it right? Anyway, he put me on the back of his bike and rode back to my car and had it fixed in no time.”

Her face is glowing as she talks about him. He has that effect on the entire female population, I guess.

“I ended up telling him that I missed saying bye to Gran,” Bella continues. “And all sorts of other stuff about our family. Just spilling it all. It was weird. He was so easy to talk to. Not to mention hot.”

“Bell, you didn't? -” I squeal.

“What? God no. Although it crossed my mind a few times. Can you imagine? A sexy stranger in the middle of the night would have been quite the experience.”

Steele wanders into the kitchen with a smirk and comes back with coffee for Bella. And the jug to top off my cup. Then he goes back in and returns with cream.

“You've got a good one there,” Bella says with a glint.

“I don't know what you mean,” I say, laughing.

I wont be able to keep the secret from my sister. And that's good. I'm done with secrets.

“Come on, it's plain as the house in front of me that you two are lovers,” she says.

“Shhh.” I look behind nervously, forgetting the parents aren't home.

“Oh. How's Mom?”

“Prickly.”

“So, same old.”

“Uh huh.”

“She'll come around.”

“I doubt it.”

“Well, you've got each other.”

“Bella, what are you talking about?”

Steele's eyes catch mine with a look that tells me to fess up. It's my sister after all. And we're going to be together so it's time we came out to our shared family. It's not like we're doing anything wrong. Only thinking we are makes it so.

“Wow, what's happening?,” Bella laughs. “The electric charge up on that porch is like another tornado strike.”

“We're together now,” Steele says. “I'm getting myself a girl and I guess, a new sister into the bargain.”

Bella's face lights up, delighted.

“You two were always gonna happen if the chance ever presented itself. You've been glued together since you were kids. And now, yikes, you look great together. It's like finding the missing jigsaw piece under the couch.”

“You could say that's me to a tee.” Steele nods. “The missing piece lost under the couch.”

“Not any more,” I remind him.

Steele takes my hand as Peb bounds over to Bella looking for some attention.

“And who's this?” she asks, crouching down to rub his chops. “He reminds me of -”

“Rod.”

“Yeah, that's it. Your lovely old dog that trailed you around everywhere, same as my sister did.”

“And still does,” I add, proudly.

Rod, I mean Peb, comes bounding back up the steps to us and hurls himself at Steele, scrabbling for more loving. I wrap my arm around Steele's waist and rest my cheek on his shoulder as Bella lifts up her phone again to snap away at us.

“Soooo cute. And it's just like going five years back into the past,” she says.