James started as the doorbell rang.<em>Must be a package or something....</em>he thought, before returning to the book he was reading. The others were usually downstairs, so they could get it, but as he continued to read he didn't hear any sounds coming from downstairs. He sighed and got up to go get the door...sometimes he felt like the only responsible one in the house.<br/><br/>"Can I help you?" he asked as he opened the door, but his sentence was punctuated by the sound of his book hitting the floor in astonishment. Before him was a beautiful woman dressed up as a present, like something out of a bad porno. "Um, c-can I help you miss?" he stammered, confused. No one in this house would have anything to do with this, so she must just have the wrong house. He would just give her directions to where she was going and let that be the end of it. He tried very hard not to stare at her body, but it was taking all of his willpower to do that....