<div class="floatleft">(https://toomanyhotguys.files.wordpress.com/2014/03/justin3bb.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kyler Bishop<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Home<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Karla, Risa, Tammy<br/><hr/><br/>Kyler had been asleep in his room when he heard his mothers voice echoing through the house.  Today ended week one of his short summer vacation from school, and he wasn't wasting any single moment of it as he enjoyed the endeavors of his bed.  His mothers scent still lingered on the bed as he rolled over and yawned<strong>"yeah yeah, coming, ill be there soon!"</strong>his eyes were shut tightly as he sat up yawning and stretching. Like any healthy young man, being woken up at 4 in the afternoon seemed to annoy him ever so slightly.  Yet within minuets he graced the rest of his family with his presence, dressed just in basketball shorts.  His chest was littered with tattoos, pieces he was sure his mother didn't wish for him to get, knowing he could get an amazing business job due to his book smarts.<br/><br/>However Ky hadn't told them yet, he had been scouted by a few teams, one of which was the minor league affiliates to his favorite team, the Pittsburgh Penguins.  The Baby Pens scout had meet with him just over a week ago, before his return home, and sat down with him discussing the possibilities that lay before him.  He was eager to tell them all, but didn't know when the right time would be.  His eyes made contact with his siblings, his little sister bubbly and happy as always.  And Tammy, his older bro...sister, sitting there as the two giggled.  At first it was awkward and hard, when Tammy came out as being different.  As all siblings do, fights did ensue over the fact of bullies and threats in school.  Yet as the years passed, Ky came to love them all both in and out of the bed.  Tammy wasn't all that big, but she sure did know how to use it and pleasure you.<br/><br/>His sleepy eyes drifted to his mother, an woman in her prime, a woman he loved to see out of those cloths.  With a sigh he sat across from them listening to the note.  His eye brow cocked up as he took the note reading it over.<strong>"how do we know this isn't a trap?"</strong><br/><br/>He was definitely curious about it, he loved their lifestyle, and knew they weren't the only ones involved like thus.  However, he was weary as he knew it wasn't excepted by many people, yet his gut urged him to believe in it.  As they all agreed he set off, after a quick kiss with tongue from his mom, to pack away for the trip.