William's POV:

Anna asks why wasn't she enough for me. I honestly don't understand, I am resolved and I made that clear to her when we decided to start again. She brought back the park incident, I knew she wasn't over it. I answer: "Two things, the way my body was twisted in the position I ended, did give me a relatively good view, and though I didn't actually see your thighs jiggle I knew they would by the impact and I pictured them, wishing it was me below you instead of my brother." Anna keeps sobbing, a little louder now, I lean and kiss a few tears from her cheeks, swiping my thumbs across her cheeks to clear them of tear streaks.

"Second, I won't even try to deny Camilla is a very beautiful woman, but I was really picturing you when I felt Camilla's thigh jiggling in my hand, I wished it was yours. Besides, you should have looked at Jarrod, I'm pretty sure he felt the same way as he hid his tent as soon as he got up, and I'm pretty sure he is madly in love with Camilla, I have seen him and he has eyes for nobody else.

Now, sorry for abruptly changing subject, look at me and prove me I don't desire you right now, would you like me to finish massaging you or would you rather skip it and give me the opportunity to try to get you pregnant, or are you really turned off now?" As I say this I bring one hand next to her core and softly squeeze and jiggle her thigh as I lovingly wipe her tears with my other hand, kissing the ones I can't wipe (because of the hand in her thigh).

As I wait for an answer tears of frustration start to sting the back of my eyes.

Anna's pov:

William keeps justifying the tent in his pants saying that it wasn't Camilla he was turned on by but the thought of what my body looked like when he heard me fall. He even said he wished it was him and not his brother I fell on. I couldn't help but keep sobbing, slightly louder now. I was then suprised when I felt him lean and kiss a few tears from my cheeks, swiping his thumbs across my cheeks after to clear them of any remaining tear streaks.

He then continued trying to justify himself by saying that although he did think Camilla was pretty he still couldn't help thinking of me AND ONLY ME when he felt Camilla's thighs earlier. He then mentioned he noticed Jarrod's tent when he got up after I fell on him and he knew Jarrod wasn't interested in me only in Camilla.

William then asked me if I knew how much he desired me right then and he asked if I'd like him to finish my massage, have sex with me or if I was too turned off at the moment for either. Before I had a chance to answer he brought one hand to my inner parts, softly squeezing and jiggling my thigh while wiping my still falling fears with his other hand, kissing the falling ones he couldn't reach to wipe.

I took a few deep breaths trying to calm down and stop my sobbing so I could properly answer him. After a few moments I finally say slowly through still hitched breath "Mind if we just finish the massage? It would sure help to calm me down."

Tristan's POV:

Through hitched breath, I finally admit: "I'm going to miss you".
Melissa asks if I could stay longer with her, I see her eyes following my still falling tears, highlighting I wouldn't like my coworkers see me right after I cried, she tries to make her point cupping my right cheek, catching my tears as they roll down my cheek.

I feel extremely comforted by that gesture that I involuntarily jiggle her inner thigh (my hand was still there) and I lift it, taking her free hand, and bring it to my left cheek so she takes care of my tears on that cheek as well. I kiss her hand before placing it on my cheek, then I feel the need to correspond. I bring my hands to her cheeks and wipe every single tear and warm tear streak from her cheeks, allowing new tears to start new streaks, when I finish wiping that wave of tears, I brush her lips and smile.

"I can stay with you longer, let me just tell my boss". I quickly text my manager and ask to change day off. Kind of bothered, but my day off was moved for today.
I tell Melissa I'm all hers.

Melissa's pov:

As I am cupping my brother's right cheek I feel him jiggle my inner thigh then take my left hand, give it a delicate kiss then bring it to his left cheek indicating he'd like me to take care of his tears there as well. As soon as my hand is on his cheek he  brings both his hands to my cheeks wiping every single burning tear from my cheeks as well as their sreaks. As soon as he finished wiping my tears and their streaks away I cou!d feel new tears starting to leave my eyes and start rolling down my cheeks. My brother also delicately wipes that  wave of tears before brushing his finger across my lips while smiling.

Then my brother responds to my request to go into work late. He says he'd love to spend more time with me he just had to text his boss and ask. After a min he tells me that, although annoyed it was so last min his boss accepted his request to take the day off and switch it.

I'm glad we can spend my last few hrs together.

"I did tell our parents I'd spend some time with them this afternoon, but since you've taken the time I'd love you to join us."  I say quickly trying to brighten both our spirits as although now silent, we both still had tears streaming down our faces.

Tristan's POV:

Melissa tells me she told our parents she would spend the afternoon with them, but now that I had the day off, she would like me to join them. We both sit, in silence, tears still rushing down our cheeks. I break the momentum boldly kissing a tear from each of Melissa's cheek, I see her slump back and her tired face, I pat my thighs softly and tell her if she wants to lie on my lap. I adjust my body so we can lie on each other's lap to avoid lying directly on the wood. I feel Melissa drop her weight on my lap, her head rests on my thighs, I feel her still hot tears rolling from her cheeks to my thighs, I caress her hair and cheek, drying a couple of hot tears from her fair cheek.

When I feel her comfortable in my lap, I allow myself to rest my head on her thigh, feeling it softly give in to the weight of my head, I let myself relax in her quite warm thighs, I bring my free hand to her calf, comfortingly caressing it, giving it soft squeezes every now and then, feeling it jiggle against my hand as I feel my tears leaping from my cheeks to her thighs.

After a few minutes of resting in that position I get up, she keeps shedding tears that now run down my thighs as she holds tight to my calf, I caress her hair and her back until her tears subside. She gets up and looks at me, I lean in for a hug, caressing her left cheek with my right cheek, mingling our tears. A few seconds later we break the hug and she looks at me, I softly pat her thigh, feeling it jiggle gracefully in my hand as I kept it there for a few seconds, letting her know its time to get up.

I stand up and offer her a hand, she takes my hand and stands up, I gently kiss a tear and its streak on her left cheek, lovingly swiping the pads of my index and middle fingers across her cheeks, clearing them from the now warm tears she had left in her cheeks. Her face looks renewed, I smile at her.