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"Power Struggle"

The day began not one you'd like to venture into if at all possible to reschedule. Unexpectedly rain beat down hard and cold that morning. The alarm clock sounded piercing the room's silence. Mira reach up across Tee and pressed the snooze button. Oops too late the clock had done its job Tee was awake. He reached yawned reach out took Mira in his arms and planted a sexy kiss on her lips.

The slow steady rain played out in the background as they made love. After she relaxed in Tee's arms breathing heavily.

Oh Hell there was a knock at their bedroom door startling the couple back to reality?

"Wake up in there we gotta' get this day started. See you at breakfast," Sprout whispered through the door on his way down the hall.

They laughed, "That was your brother wasn't it," asked Tee.

"Yeah that was him. He just brought back so memories for me. Listen Baby he sounded exactly the same the morning of mother's funeral. His voice screams family I think he needs some family time. It has been a long time since we just sat down and hashed out the good old days. He sounds like he needs to do that right about now I know I could. Maybe I'll find some time today to get together with him."

Mira leaned in across the bed kissed Tee. He stood up extended his arms and waited for her to wrap herself up in his arms.

"I could use some of that myselfbaby. Come on now give me some of that sexy thing you do with your tongue."

Their bodies melted into a quivering mass of pulsating pleasure between the sheets. An hour-or-so later they heard the faint sounds of the family scrambling down the stairs hall in a race to make it down to breakfast. At 8:30 Tee and Mira joined the others as they filed past.

"Good morning," rang out from all directions.

Names and comments followed. Tee and Corn clasped hands touched opposite shoulders feeling the pain of loss.

"Good morning Bro," Corn uttered.

"Morning Baby Boy," Tee returned.

Sprout standing in front of the buffet preparing his plate looked back over his shoulder right into Mira's smiling face. Reaching back he kissed her on the cheek.

"Good morning Sis."

"Morning Bro here we go again together to say good-bye. It's getting as though we don't get together unless we are saying good-bye to another family member isn't it," she enquired.

"You know it Sis it takes you back don't it," he returned.

"What time will the cars be here," Sprout asked sitting at Mira's left.

"We're leaving at ten services begin at eleven," Robert injected joining in the

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