been a source of embarrassment, he would blush and play loud music, trying to drown out the symphony of sex, but now, almost a year and a half on from when it had started, if anything, he was just used to it. No longer did he cringe and hide each night, though he still lost himself to the less pervasive noise of his own music. His mom was completely infatuated with Cassandra and, for her part, Cassandra seemed to love her too, but her actions sometimes left Sam feeling more