Mike was concentrating on graphing a function for his calculus class when the door bell rang. He was having trouble concentrating. He knew Kayla was coming today, not that his parental units would permit them to forget it. It was only mentioned about 5 times a day for weeks and he had gotten sick of the constant planning and guessing about what Kayla would like, how things would change, how to make her feel at home, blah blah blah.<br/><br/>They had made sure (again he noted) that her room was ready, her towels were in the bathroom, her bed was made, the walls were painted, etc. He didn't know what the motivation was. Hell, it was a few months before she was 18, and hence out of the foster care system. He had nothing against her, but worried how her being mixed in would cause problems.<br/><br/>Screwing Ashley and mom were awesome from his perspective, both of them were hot and willing. He hoped Kayla's presence wouldn't change that benefit.<br/><br/>He heard the doorbell, and finished up his graph before sighing and getting up and heading out the door. He glanced into Kayla's room, directly across from his, reminding himself that everything was as set as things could be. He took the stairs quickly and met Alex and Jacob at the door.<br/><br/>As he approached the door, he saw the social worker and then he saw Kayla. Cute little hot blonde. Very cool he thought.<br/><br/>He thwacked Jacob and Alex in the back of their head. "You could be friendly and invite them in" he said with a grin. "come on in!" He stepped aside smiling, "I'm Mike, I'm the oldest, and as you may have noticed, need to teach the younger kids some manners sometimes."<br/><br/><br/><br/>