Matty

The rest of our trip to Paris went by with only a few minor incidents, like Jenna and Sam both taking off their bikini tops on the beach in Nice. Sam actually thought I'd rub suntan lotion on her body. Her string bikini bottoms looked more like dental floss than swim wear so I called Ginger over who made her put her top back on. Mom came over to tell Jenna that it would be quite the scandal if the President's daughter was caught topless sunbathing. Jenna grumbled reminding Mom that she was always naked in Anguilla. Mom reminded her that the beach was private and that there was a no fly zone over the entire area so no pictures could ever be taken. Her tan would have to wait for the summer. I was use to Jenna's bikini tops disappearing from the bay house and Ainsley's backyard so I just rolled my eyes but Sam doing it was to taunt me which made me mad. I took out a book and ignored her for three hours until it was time to get dressed and head to the palace. There was no sleep over that night and I got an apology for pushing the boundaries the next morning with a pot of coffee.

Our day trip to the Champaign region was very interesting. I'm sure Sam would have found it even better if she had listened to me during the multiple tastings we had. Samantha kept on drinking each sample instead of tasting it then spitting it out. I tried to stop her but she gave me attitude and ignored me. Ginger yelled at her drunk daughter at dinner and she spent half of it in the bathroom tossing her cookies. Jenna rescued her from a still irate Ginger that night with a sleep over and some TLC.

Our last two days in Paris were actually spent in London. We went to the Tower of London, Harrods and the Victoria and Albert Museum in London before having a dinner of authentic fish and chips in a newspaper and hopping back on the plane. Mom wanted to stay overnight but the Secret Service talked her out of it. So we left the next morning at six to have breakfast in flight as we went back to London. We landed at Gatwick Airport and got in to the two limos for the drive to Oxford and Stratford upon Avon. In Stratford we visited Anne Hathaway's thatched roof cottage where she lived until she married William Shakespeare in 1582. The gardens were as beautiful as I remembered them. We also went to the house where William was born and looked at the collection of period furniture and original manuscripts of his works. I bought Sam a ten volume collection of his works as a gift and inscribed the first book which contained The Tempest, The Two Gentlemen of Verona and The Merry Wives of Windsor.

I'd been to Oxford when Jenna moved there to do her Masters degree and for her matriculation but Sam expressed a desire to see it so we went. Jenna gave us a tour of the entire campus and the town. We ran in to one of her favourite professors in her pub of choice so we had dinner with him. Jenna reminded him that he hadn't sent in his RSVP for her wedding yet and he reminded her that school would be in session and he was trying to work it out. It was obvious that Sam was in love with Oxford and sure enough on the plane ride back she announced to Ginger that she didn't know what she would major in but she wanted to go to Oxford. Ginger took one look at my Mom and mouthed that she was paying for it. Mom merely laughed and suggested to Sam that she finished high school, get her under grad degree at Georgetown and then go to Oxford.

Our final night in the hotel Sam came over to our suite once again and showed off a pink lace bra and panty set before I made her change for bed. I rolled my eyes when she took the bra off giving me an unfettered look at her breasts. She had nice boobs and I liked looking at them. I was never going to admit it to her, even though she knew it was true. A few years ago I overheard my mom telling Aunty Ainsley that dad was a total breast man. I thought they were talking about turkey or chicken. I know better now.

Mom didn't let me have any coffee on the morning of our very early departure so by the time we were boarding Air Force One, even though it wasn't officially called that unless Dad was on board, I had a massive headache. Mom gave me a couple of pills and I went to the Presidential bedroom to sleep. Mom woke me up when she placed a cold face cloth over my forehead. I grumbled at her and she left me alone again. She finally woke me up and suggested I have something to eat. She brought me a chicken club sandwich with Baked Lays and a bottle of Grape Crush. While I was eating she mentioned that Sam had wanted to join my nap but she said I wasn't to be disturbed. Jenna presented her with a scrap book and suggested she spend the time filling it instead.

Samantha

I loved my trip to Paris with the little dollop of London and Oxford at the end. Of course the best part of the trip was my date with Matty and all the subsequent nights of kissing him before falling asleep next to him. He liked his space which annoyed me a little bit because I wanted to be spooned. I thought our trip to the Champaign region and all the tastings were so cool but I was drunk as a skunk at dinner and Mom flipped out on me. She hadn't yelled at me that much since I went running through the house with scissors, tripped and punctured the leather armchair. Jenna noticed I was turning green at dinner and brought me to the bathroom just in time. She let me stay with her that night because Mom was still furious. I don't think I'll ever be drunk again if this is the way you feel. College kids are idiots getting drunk all the time. I'm currently being kept from one last nap with Matty. When Aunty Mara says no you don't question her you just listen to her. Jenna brought out a gorgeous deep purple leather scrapbook and a kit of scrap booking tools.

We went in to the mobile Oval Office with a few cameras and a pack of photograph quality paper. I printed off all the pictures I wanted from my camera and put them in little piles. I liked several of the pictures Jenna had taken and Donna had taken a few really great pictures of me and Mom together. We moved in to the conference room and Aunty Ainsley, Aunty CJ and Aunty Mara and Zoey joined us with the tools and background paper. I asked Aunty Mara if she could get me Matty's camera. I liked his pictures of Monet's Garden better than mine and he had taken a picture of me in dreamland that I looked fantastic in. It had to go in my scrapbook. I finished my scrapbook in three hours and it included pictures, brochures, ticket stubs, menu's, receipts and my invitation from Matty. Matty finally came out of the bedroom and sat down on the couch resting his head on my shoulder.

"Your head still hurting?"

"It's more of a dull ache now instead of a pounding one."

"Put you head in my lap and I'll make you feel better."

Matty gave me a leery look but slid down the couch to lay on it, his head resting in my lap. I had him turn on his side so that his back was to me and I had greater access to his head. I started running my fingers slowly through his hair. He moaned softly and was asleep in less than ten minutes. Jenna came over and smiled at me. "You played with his hair didn't you?"

"Umm yeah."

"It never fails to put him to sleep. I use to do it when he had very little hair as a baby to put him back to sleep. When he got older I'd use it as nightmare therapy. Now if he's really upset about something which would now include being freaked out Sam, he'll come find me and flop his head down in my lap. He's called me at three in the morning."

"He calls you at three and you actually leave your condo and go over to the house?"

"Yes, he's my little brother I'd do anything for him. I love him for being my brother and for bringing Jacob and I together. If it wasn't for him, I never would have met Jacob in the fractures clinic."

"I forgot about that. So Matty can never be President right?"

"Nope, not that he'd ever want to be. He gets totally frustrated with politics and zones out when we are talking it around the dinning room table. He usually tells the 3 of us to leave our jobs at work. He is interested in what Jacob does at the foundation because it helps kids and you know how much he likes kids. Are you going to volunteer to be a junior skating coach again in the fall?"

"Of course, it was fun last year. You know as wonderful the food we ate was I'm dying for a Sal's pizza."

"Yum Sal's sounds good to me too. We can call an order in just before we land and pick it up on the way home. I think you are staying with me tonight. Your father wants your mother all to himself. I should warn you that you may want to sleep with headphones on. Jacob really missed me."

"I could stay with Matty...no then I'd be hearing Presidential sex. Aunty Mara is rather vocal, I remember hearing her at the Bay house from the pool and they were in their room."

"Yeah she is loud no doubt about it." Jenna laughed.

"I heard that oh daughter of mine." Mara hissed.

CJ, Ainsley and Margaret started laughing. Mara gave them the stink eye and noticed that Abbey was trying very hard not to laugh. "Abbey!"

"Sorry Sweetie but I've heard you at the farm. You wake the animals up."

Everyone started laughing which woke Matty up. "What are you all laughing at."

"They are laughing at me, my darling son."

"About what?"

CJ chuckled, "Urm about how loud your mother can be when she's with your father."

"Hate to break it to you Mommy but you are loud. I can hear you with the TV on downstairs. I've brought my book down to the cellar to block you out."

Everyone started to laugh again and Mara just gave them all the stink eye and took off to the flying Oval Office.

"Oh oh, she's mad at all of us. This can't be good, I see my future at Oxford disappearing right before my eyes. Sam said dramatically.

"Could you be any more shallow?" Matty asked sarcastically and got up to go speak to his mother.

He didn't bother knocking on the door he just opened it and found his mom sitting behind the desk punching numbers in to the phone. Matty sat opposite her and put his feet up on the desk. Mara chuckled and put the phone down.

"What can I do for you Matthew Tobias Seaborn?"

"Am I in trouble?"

"Should you be?"

"No, but you just used my full name."

"You're not in trouble but we should have a little chat. Your birthday gift to Sam was what you figured would be her perfect first date. It started off innocent enough but somewhere along the way you were enjoying yourself on your first date. Did you kiss her?"

"Yes we kissed for about fifteen minutes at the end of the night."

"Have you kissed her since?"

"Yes."

"Have you done anything more than kiss her?"

"I touched her breasts by mistake and when I realized it I stopped."

"Has your father talked to you about sex?"

"Last year he told me I was too young to be having it and to come back when I was seventeen."

"I don't believe your father, you won't have to worry about any noise tonight son. You are way too young to be having sex. While I hope that you'd wait until you were at least nineteen, if you are thinking about it promise me that you'll come talk to me first. I wish your Dad was my first. When you are young you think you are so in love and that this love will last forever. Forever turns out to be six months unless you are one of the rare few who finds true love the first time."

"I promise you I will. Jacob has agreed to have my back if I have any questions I'm too embarresed to ask. Honestly, that will be the majority of my questions."

"I understand."

"Does this mean Sam can't sleep over anymore? I like kissing her before I turn my back to her and go to sleep."

Mara smiled at the picture of her son turning his back to Sam. She was sure Sam didn't like it but Matty generally liked his space. "You have to promise me that it will only be kissing and that if your hand slips you fix it right away."

"Does Aunty Ginger have to know because Sam is scared that it will end our sleep overs? I've told Jenna everything that happened. Sam is a little enthusiastic but I've managed to handle her and keep it PG."

"Let me talk to Jenna then I'll talk to Ginger. I'm sure the worst that will happen is that you no longer share a bed when it's sleep time. I trust you Matty."

"Thank you Mommy."

"Anytime Matty. How's your head?"

"It's still there but it doesn't hurt as much. You know that you caused it by depriving me of coffee. Hi I'm Matty and I'm addicted to coffee and no 12 step program in the world will be able to help me."

"I should kill your sister and father for allowing you to become an addict."

"Mom as you've said a million times you don't look good in prison orange." Matty replied with a smirk.

"Go ask for a cup of coffee, as in one cup not half the pot and your headache will most likely

disappear."

"Thanks Mommy. Is Dad in trouble?"

"Is the Pope Catholic?" Mara retorted before getting up to kiss her son on the top of his head. "There I kissed it and made it all better. Now scat, I've got a phone call to make."

Matty removed his crossed legs from the desktop and left the room quickly to get some coffee. He made his way over to Jenna and sat down on her knee wrapping his arms around her neck. "I told Mom about Sam. Can I have your thermal mug?" He whispered.

"You think being an adorable brother will get you my coffee mug?" Jenna chuckled.

"It's never failed me so yes I think it will work."

"You are right, I can never deny you anything when you get all loving on me. Mar said one cup only I suppose."

"Yup that's why I want the biggest one on this plane which is always yours."

"Come with me and I'll let you get your fix." Jenna replied wanting to know exactly what Matty told Mara about Sam so she didn't get anyone in trouble.

Mara did the math in her head and dialed home. It took Sam seven rings to pick up. "Josh do you know what time it is?"

"You are too young to have sex come back to me when you are seventeen." Mara replied calmly.

"Hello dear, I guess I'm not getting any tonight." Sam groaned.

"You guess right. Samuel did you or did you not tell me that you had a sex talk with our son?"

"Well technically I did, I told him not to have it." Sam sighed knowing there was no way out of the situation. "Wait a second why are we even talking about sex and Matty?"

"On his own, my son arranged the most perfect first date ever for Sam and made out with her for 15 minutes. He likes kissing her. They are a couple now."

"Your son? He's my son too, that's where his romantic gene comes from. Our first date was very romantic."

"Yes it was but Matty out did you by a mile. You need to take pointers from him."

"If I agree to take pointers will you do a lingerie fashion show for me and let me take each piece off you?"

"You are not getting any when I get home so don't you think a fashion show will just force you in to a cold shower?"

"I'll take my chances. It seemed like you were gone for months and I missed you."

"Awww that's sweet Sam but if you want to be frustrated and have blue balls then be my guest."

"Can I go back to sleep now?"

"Yes dear, see you in about five hours."

"Marine One will be waiting for you."

"Good, I'll be happy when we can go back to using my helicopter, it is so much quieter than Marine One."

"That's true, bye. I love you."

"I love you too Samuel Norman.."