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We dress and leave the bedroom so she can nap, walking to the kitchen to check on the turkey. I don’t know crap about cooking this thing, but I did some research the other day, so I follow the directions I printed out, praying I don’t screw it up.

Seventeen

Tasha

I wake to the smell of turkey. I get out of bed and put on a Christmas sweater and leggings. When I get to the kitchen, I see the guys cooking and it warms my heart. Forrest is working on the silicone moulds, so I go over to see how they turned out.

“Each one is perfect! I’m so excited! Thank you all for doing this for me,” I exclaim excitedly, looking over the dildos.

"Anything for you," Ash says. I pick up the toys to bring to my room and Forrest follows me, kissing me sweetly once I put them away and leans in close to whisper in my ear.

“You should take advantage of those windows facing the backyard, play for us over the months.”

“Of course, I already planned to,” I tell him honestly. He grips my sides as he pulls me closer to his muscular body. I love feeling the hardness of his pecs press onto my soft body. Forest’s strong arms circle me, and he leans down to envelop my lips with his. When he pulls away, his deep green eyes feel like they are looking at my soul.

“You are truly amazing. I’m excited about our date. Let’s go eat dinner and lie around watching movies.”

As we reach the kitchen, we load our plates with Christmas dinner and turn on holiday themed movies.

I vaguely sense Ash taking my plate from me, my head against Forrest’s chest, I fall asleep from the food coma and turkey.

The days between Christmas and New Years blend together, and nobody knows what time it is or the day. We stopped fucking until New Year’s eve, when I’ve requested something, I thought no one would want to do with me.

I’m sad there are only three days before New Year’s eve day. We’ve spent our time preparing for the yard. I was clueless, but the guys knew what to do. With marked spots to follow, I can plant them after shifting, aided by the sand's melting effect. I wondered about my ability to move them, but Ash promised they would shift near the hole to make it as easy as possible for me.

I’m getting ready for my date with Ash tonight. I'm thrilled to have some solo time with each of them before our last night together.

We’re going for dinner. I slip into my dark green dress and knee-high boots. As I walk out to the hallway, I see Ash wearing dark jeans and the red plaid shirt I bought. He helps me put my coat on, holds open the door and I smile. I don’t know how I could be nervous, this man has touched every inch of my body.

“Don’t slip. I made reservations at the steak place,” I say. As I watch my footing on the freshly laid snow, the real winter weather has begun.

Eighteen

Ash

I’m feeling silly for the sweaty palms, the nerves coursing through me, but when I look into her eyes and see apprehension it makes me feel better. Awkward doesn’t begin to cover it as I haven’t been on a date in forty years.

“If you are nervous, don’t feel alone because I am too.”

“It’s so silly. You’ve seen and touched every inch of my body.” She whispers, parking in the restaurant lot.

“It’s different. A date involves more than just sex. It has a unique intimacy compared to sex.” After we sit and chat a bit, we put in our orders, and I look across the table at her and smile. This isn’t like me, I’ve always been smooth, dominating everyone and everything.

“I’m going to miss you guys. I’ve gotten used to all the help.” She says, toying with her napkin. I don’t want our date to be sad.

“We'll watch over you, but can't offer much aid. You can vent outside if you need to. I know it’s not ideal, but eleven months will go faster than forty years.”

“I’m glad I don’t have neighbours. I’ll be spending half the time outside talking to my trees,” she giggles and I love the sound.

“I’m sorry, I’m so rusty at this. I used to be good at it.”

My past behavior of discussing conquests with others fills me with regret. My time spent as a Christmas tree showed me that women deserve better treatment.

“I bet you were incredible at charming all the ladies.”

“I've never had this desire before, where I want to keep dating the same girl. Grow old with a good woman and see where life takes us,” I say.

The waiter comes and leaves our meals. We eat in silence but once I take that first bite of steak, my eyes roll in pleasure and I let out a soft moan.

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