Chapter 3

Monday, January 19, 2032 – Harris Residence – Landenberg, PA

Anna invited Danny over to her house for the afternoon. The Harrises lived an easy 1.2-mile bike ride from his house, just down the road from the Harris’ best friends, the Norths. Beth Harris was on vacation for MLK day so the afternoon would be chaperoned. Danny stuffed a couple rubbers in his pocket despite that, it was better to be prepared, should something unexpected develop.

Beth Harris was working in the kitchen when Danny arrived. Anna took her friend back to the family room to stream a movie or two. Anna’s older brother Mike came in just as they started up the first movie. He sat in one of the chairs. Anna and Danny cuddled on the couch. After a few minutes, Anna grabbed a pretty Afghan blanket to cover them.

“It’s chilly in here,” Anna announced with a devilish grin. She draped the shawl over the two of them. Almost immediately after cuddling with Danny, she grabbed his hand. ‘This is nice,’ Danny thought as he tried to will his dick from becoming a boner. A minute later, Anna rubbed his tummy. That was all the stimulation he needed. His hard-on came to attention.

‘How far would Anna go with her ninth-grade brother five feet away?’ Danny wondered. He had his answer quickly. Anna slipped her hand up and rubbed Danny’s nearest nipple.

“You can do that to me too,” Anna whispered in his ear, almost silently. Danny glanced at Mike, who did not react. He slipped his hand up, cupped and felt Anna’s titty. She was well endowed, for a thirteen-year-old. He happily felt her up as she rubbed his sides and tummy and teased his nipples.

Danny glanced repeatedly at Mike to see if he saw what the two were doing. Mike either did not notice or he was purposly ignoring what they were doing. A minute later, Mike shifted uncomfortably. Danny saw his hand go to his crotch as he tried to reposition the lump in his pants. Mike must know, since he was turned on by what his sister was doing with Danny a few feet away.

Danny and Anna fooled around for the next fifteen minutes, hiding what was up under the Afghan. Beth Harris popped her head into the family room. Danny froze mid-grope. Anna feigned innocence in front of her mom.

“You’re in charge for an hour, Mike,” she stated. “I have to run to Giant [supermarket] over in Jennersville for some things.”

“Where are Charlotte and Jaden?” Mike asked. Charlotte was Anna’s eleven-year-old sister. Jaden was her eight-year-old brother.

“They’re talking about getting a game out to play,” Beth Harris replied. “Perhaps you could supervise.”

“I could do that,” Mike agreed. “I’ve seen this movie before.” From the uncomfortable way he walked, Danny knew Mike still had a boner. Anna threw off the Afghan when she heard her mom’s car pull out of the driveway.

“Good riddance!” Anna giggled. “It was hot under that thing. Now we can have more fun.”

“Cool with me,” Danny agreed. He continued feeling her chest as the two began Frenching. The two made out, pretty much ignoring the movie that was still playing on the TV. It was like a date night, except without all the other people nearby.

Danny got braver after a bit of making out. He slowly and carefully unbuttoned Anna’s blouse as they kissed and he used his other hand to feel her luscious titties. He needed a couple minutes to get her blouse open. He found she was wearing a sport bra rather than the normal kind. He tried to slip his hand under the bra material to feel one of Anna’s bare titties.

“Um ... Danny...” Anna said as she pushed his hand away. His heart sank. He’d pushed Anna too far. “Maybe we better move this up to my bedroom. We have a door with a lock upstairs. I don’t care if Mike or Charlotte catches me like this, but my eight-year-old brother does NOT need to see a boy feeling up my bare titty.”

“Oh ... kay...” Danny sighed. So, someone else wanted to play too. “Cool!”

Anna rebuttoned her blouse and the two headed quietly upstairs. They could hear Mike, Charlotte and Jaden in the kitchen playing their game. The three kids did not hear Anna and Danny slip upstairs for privacy.

Danny stood by her bed while Anna closed and locked the door. He couldn’t help wondering, ‘How far did Anna plan to go?’ He didn’t figure they would go all the way, but who knows?

“Kick your shoes off,” Anna instructed as she led him over to her bed. “I don’t want you to get my bedspread dirty.”

“OK,” Danny agreed readily. Anna sat on the side of the bed and unbuttoned her blouse. She patted the bed, indicating she wanted Danny to join her. He swallowed hard. This was his first time alone with a girl in a bedroom. How did this work? He figured it was like making out on a couch, except there was more room. He climbed over the end of the bed and laid down in the middle, facing Anna.

Anna shrugged off her blouse and then pulled off her sport bra. Danny gasped as she turned to face him. Her titties felt nice when he felt her up. They looked fabulous. Anna lay down facing Danny.

“Don’t I get to see you shirtless?” Anna asked.

“Oh ... uh, yeah ... sure,” Danny stuttered. Just how far did Anna plan to go that day? Danny sat up and stripped off his shirt and tossed it on the floor.

Danny reached for both titties. Laying on your side had advantages when you were playing with bare breasts. Anna felt the developing muscles in his chest as he felt up her sweet titties. The two teens explored each other’s chests for a bit than added deep kissing to the mix. This was heaven.

Anna rubbed Danny’s belly, sides and thighs as they made out. Her hand slid up his right thigh and stopped abruptly on his pocket.

“What’s in your pocket?” Anna squawked. Danny’s heart sank. She found his rubbers.

“Um ... Um...” Danny stuttered, red faced. “Uh ... protection ... you know ... in case ... uh...”

“I am a virgin,” Anna protested. “We are NOT having sex today.”

“I am a virgin too,” Danny answered. “I do not plan to use those, but I want to be ready in case things get carried away. That can happen when we are alone and making out like we are.”

“I suppose,” Anna agreed.

“I know too many couples in our grade who got carried away and went all the way without any protection,” Danny said. “A couple girls in our grade ended up pregnant.”

“A couple?” Anna responded. “I know of four who got knocked up.”

“Four? Really?”

“Emma Wexler, Kaitlyn Woods, Sophia Lewis and Violet Johnson,” Anna said.

“I knew about Emma and Sophia,” Danny said. “I used to date Emma last spring.”

“But you didn’t do it with her,” Anna remarked. “How far did you get with her?”

“Um ... I really won’t say,” Danny replied. “What Emma and I may have done is private between me and her. Would you want me blabbing all over school about us right now?”

“No ... I guess not,” Anna agreed. “You weren’t the one who knocked her up last fall?”

“Definitely not,” Danny said.

“How experienced are you?”

“I am a virgin,” Danny said. “I’ve had more than one girlfriend. I’ve done just about everything except losing my virginity.”

“How close?”

Danny thrust his hips forwards and nudged his boner against Anna’s belly. “That is all that I missed. Penetration.”

“Really?” Anna said. She stared at Danny intrigued. “Got naked with a girl?”

“Multiple times.”

“Did third base?” Anna asked.

“Multiple times,” Danny said. “Got a blow job too.” He wasn’t about to admit the blow job came from his friend Mason early in the morning last August, the day after his birthday. Nor that he had returned the favor. Those facts were private and none of Anna’s business.

“I guess I am a little surprised,” Anna said. “Now ... back in my old junior high in Houston, that would not surprise me at all. Here, based on what I’ve heard or overheard, I bet one in ten or twelve of the eighth graders have screwed. Back at Beckendorf, one in twelve of seventh graders have had sex. Maybe Texans are a hornier bunch. I know the eighth graders were down there. The newspapers leaked this anonymous survey the school had us take. It seems 6% of sixth graders, 8% of seventh graders and almost 15% of the eighth graders were screwing.”

“Beckendorf?”

“The junior high school I went to before we moved up here last summer,” Anna said.

“You aren’t new to what we are doing today, are you?” Danny asked.

“I’ve done first and second base with a couple boyfriends before we moved here,” Anna said. “None the boys here asked me out last September. I guess no one knew who I was yet. Jonathan Pugh asked me for a date before Halloween.”

“Pugh?” Danny snapped. “He’s the bastard that got Emma Wexler pregnant.”

“He was all hands on our date,” Anna said. “Our ONLY date.”

“Good riddance to him,” Danny muttered.

“You are the first boy to ask me out since my disastrous date with Jonathan,” Anna said. “I am glad you asked me out. I like you.”

“I like you too,” Danny said. He leaned in and gave Anna a kiss. “I like you a lot.”

“All this talking has interrupted our making out,” Anna giggled. “Want to get back to first and second base?”

“Sounds good,” Danny said before planting an intense kiss on her lips. Hands went back to their chests, feeling, caressing and fondling each other as they deep kissed. The aroused young teens lost track of time as they kissed and played. At some point in time, Anna’s hand slipped down to Danny’s crotch and felt the lump his boner was creating in his jeans. Danny responded by sliding his hand down and feeling Anna’s womanhood through her jeans. The two amorous young teens went at it like there was no tomorrow. The slamming of her mom’s card door barely hit the consciousness of the two passionate kids. The two finally realized the danger they were in when Beth Harris yelled, “Anna, come help bring groceries in.”

The two guilty teens threw their clothes back on, made sure any evidence of what they were doing was hidden before heading down to help with the groceries. Thankfully the shock of almost getting caught wilted Danny’s boner before Beth Harris saw him. God, Danny was going to need to whack off when he got home. He had the worst case of blue balls.

Tuesday, January 20, 2032 – Engle Middle School, Jennersville, PA

Danny, Mason and Logan were hanging out in the hallway before home room. “You guys are not going to believe the weekend I had. My dad took me up to Penn State.”

“Did you meet anybody important?” Mason asked. “You know ... like one of the coaches? Coach Burton?”

“I met Coach Burton,” Danny replied. “I met Coach Markovich, their defensive coordinator too. I had lunch with him. I had dinner with Coach Burton. Dinner is when things got interesting. They offered me a full scholarship to play football at Penn State.”

“No way,” Mason scoffed.

Danny shrugged and smiled. “Way.”

“Can they even offer a scholarship to someone our age?” Logan asked.

“Apparently they can,” Danny answered. “They offered one to me.”

“And you accepted?” Mason asked.

“Well, duh ... of course I accepted,” Danny laughed. “Penn State has been my favorite school since I was little.”

“When do you start there?” Logan asked. “Soon?”

“No, I have to finish high school before I can go to college,” Danny laughed. “I’ll be around here for at least four more years before I head up to Happy Valley.”

Word of Danny’s Penn State scholarship offer and acceptance got around the eighth graders quickly during the day. It did not cause as big a stir as most might expect. College is so far from the experiences of those kids that most didn’t really understand. So, Danny knew where he was going to college years from now, in the distant future. So what? His classmates shrugging off his good fortune was probably good for Danny’s ego.

Tuesday, January 20, 2032 – Kennett Square YMCA Pool

The Kennett YMCA was a short ride from Avon Grove high school, about seven miles, about the same distance as their home pool at Lincoln University. Kennett wasn’t one of the strong teams in the league. They lost their first three meets, though the losses were to Coatesville, Downingtown West and West Chester East, three of the better teams in the Ches-Mont League.

Kennett wasn’t as bad as their record indicated but still, they lost the meet. David won all four of his events. He pushed the state record for the 100 Butterfly down another two-hundredths, to 0:46.90 seconds. Other standouts on the Red Devils team were Mike Harris, Jacob Hartman and Mason Ewing.

Wednesday, January 21, 2032 – NovaCare Complex, Philadelphia, PA

Demands from nearly every media representative in the Philadelphia market forced Kyle to call an unplanned news conference. Kyle sat down at a table in front of about a dozen reporters.

“I gather from all the questions that led to today’s presser that the topic will be my middle son Danny,” Kyle began. “I have no opening statement. Time’s yours. Fire away.”

Kyle pointed to Zach Berman, the dean of Philly sports media. Kyle had been reading Zach’s stories in the Inquirer back when he was in college. He had a deep respect for Zach. He worked as the Eagles beat reporter for the TheAthletic.com now.

“Let’s start with the facts, Coach,” Zach said. “It has been reported that your son Daniel has been offered a full scholarship to attend Penn State and that he accepted that offer. He is thirteen and in eighth grade at the Avon Grove Middle School.”

“Pretty close, Zach,” Kyle chuckled. “Danny was offered and enthusiastically accepted a football scholarship to attend the Pennsylvania State University, when he completes high school in about four and a half years. The only fact you missed is the name of his school. Danny attends the Fred S. Engle Middle School in the Avon Grove School District.”

“How does an eighth-grade middle school student attract the attention of a big-time school like Penn State?” another reporter asked. Kyle related the events of his and Danny’s weekend visit to Penn State.

“Was this an official visit for your son?” the reporter asked in follow-up. Kyle saw Joe Giordano, the Inquirer’s college football beat reporter roll his eyes. Apparently, this guy, who reported on the Eagles and Sixers exclusively, did not know the first thing about college recruiting.

“Danny is about three and a half years shy of finishing eleventh grade,” Kyle allowed, successfully hiding his disdain for the question. “This was an unofficial visit. I paid for everything, transportation, food, lodging and the hockey game I took him to after we finished dinner with Coach Burton and some of the Penn State coaching staff.”

“You were a star at Penn State, Coach,” Mike McGinnis, a junior reporter for the Inquirer, asked. “Is Penn State giving your son special treatment because you were a star there?”

“Football at the major collegiate and professional levels is a meritocracy,” Kyle responded. “Did my son’s last name help a little? Maybe. I think Penn State’s offer of a scholarship had more to do with his winning all ten of his starts last season. How many junior varsity quarterbacks in Pennsylvania can say that? How many had a 62% passing completion rate, threw for twenty-four touchdowns and ran for fourteen more? I have a stack of recruiting literature from over fifty colleges at my home, all addressed to Daniel Martin.”

“Remember, Danny is my middle son,” Kyle continued. “David, my oldest, turns eighteen in a few days. He’s 6’-2”, 175 pounds of muscle, has sweet hands, is fast and runs great pass routes.” Kyle chuckled. “Our family would have disowned him if he didn’t run nice clean pass routes. Anyway. He helped lead his varsity high school team to the playoffs last fall. He caught 47 passes for 961 yards and thirteen touchdowns. How many football scholarship offers did David get?” Kyle paused for half a dozen seconds. No reporter responded.

“That would be zero major college football scholarship offers for my oldest son,” Kyle stated. “His gift is in track. He placed first in the 100-yard dash at the state championship last spring. He came within a couple hundredths of a second of the state record for high schoolers.”

“Yours, right?” Zach Berman laughed.

“For a few more months, Zach,” Kyle chuckled. “I will be a proud parent sitting in the stands cheering when David beats my record this spring.”

“How realistic is it Coach, to see your son, Daniel, actually attending Penn State in four years?” the Channel Six Action News sports reporter asked.

“We will see,” Kyle said. “Danny has loved Penn State since he was little. He’d drop dead of embarrassment if I showed you the cutest picture my wife and I have at home of him in a Penn State onesie. Between me and his two cousins Noah and Connor, Danny has been brainwashed to love Penn State since birth. He was ecstatic when coach Burton offered him the full scholarship last Saturday night.”

“So, that is a yes, you expect him to sign with Penn State?” the reporter confirmed.

“Let me paraphrase my son’s response to the offer,” Kyle chuckled. “‘Holy Cow, Dad! Penn State wants me! How cool is that?’ That is cleaned up for you guys. Young teens can be exuberant and a little off color when they hear they may play football for their dream school.” Kyle looked for a raised hand from a reporter. “Next question?”

There were no more questions relating to Danny or Penn State. The reporters took advantage of the sit-down with Kyle to begin questioning him with the Senior Bowl, which started practices the coming week. Kyle gave them about fifteen minutes of his time before ending the press conference.

Kyle had not expected having a press conference but it would help hammer home the family’s message to the recruiting world. Danny Martin was not available and they should leave the poor kid alone. The on-line recruiting websites already had Danny listed as a commit to Penn State. This idea might work, at least for another couple years. If Danny played as well when he was a junior in high school as he had as JV, there would be no discouraging college suitors for his son’s talents. A two- or three-year respite from being recruited would do a world of good for his middle son’s sanity and sense of perspective.

Wednesday, January 21, 2032 - Wentz Residence, West Grove, PA

Amanda Phillips was naked in Konnor Wentz’s bed with her equally naked boyfriend. The two had spent the previous half hour making out, petting and then dry humping.

“Are you certain you are ready?” Konnor asked as he ripped open the foil packet containing a rubber.

“I want this and we should be safe if something goes wrong with the rubber,” Amanda replied. “I love how it feels when you rub that big cock of yours against my slot and clittie. I want to feel you fill me ... inside now.”

“I can do that,” Konnor agreed. He rolled the sheath of latex down over his rigid pole. He knew Amanda had promised to go all the way last week, though he sort of expected her to chicken out today. This was really happening. He was about to sink his boner inside a girl for the first time in his life!

Amanda stared at the latex covered pole before spreading her legs wide. Konnor climbed between them and positioned himself over his girlfriend. He used a hand to position his cock against her hole, the one he spent a lot of time fingering.

“Are we doing this?” Konnor asked, poised to pierce his cock into her pussy. He could feel the heat against the tip of his cock.

“I want you,” Amanda confirmed. Konnor pushed his hips forward a little, forcing his tip inside his lover. Amanda knew she didn’t have a hymen anymore. She lost it in a playground accident some years ago. Nothing would slow Konnor except the natural tightness of her virgin pussy.

Konnor gave Amanda about three thrusts to gently bury his hard-on inside her tight, hot and very juicy pussy. “Are you OK?”

“I’m good,” Amanda answered. Konnor’s huge cock stretched her in a most wonderful way. She felt so full. The friction of him against her pussy walls felt wonderful. Why had she made Konnor wait so long? “You can start moving now.”

Konnor began pumping in and out. Once he pulled out too far and had to reposition his cock before continuing to fuck his girlfriend. He might have lasted thirty or forty seconds before he gave Amanda a couple hard thrusts and buried his boner deep in her belly. Amanda could feel the big invader throb and pulse as he came inside the rubber. Konnor collapsed on top of her, spent and satiated.

“Thank you,” Konnor gushed when he recovered. He gave her kisses as he thanked her again and again. Amanda expected she’d feel different after losing her virginity. She didn’t, other than feeling stuffed by the boy cock still in her pussy.

Konnor lifted off her, carefully holding the rubber on as he pulled his deflating cock out of her pussy. He peeled the used rubber off his cock. Amanda stared at the white goo globbed at the end of the rubber. Those were Konnor’s baby-makers. She wouldn’t mind doing Konnor again, if they managed to keep that white goo confined to the insides of rubbers. Sex rocked.

Mila thought about Jake’s and Allison’s schedules. When could she get Jake alone? She made her plans. She put them into action the next day. Jake and Mila both had Algebra second period. It was time to turn on the charm and flirt with the interesting boy.

She made a point of talking with Jake before class started. She joked around and touched his arm as they conversed. That day was a Friday. She continued Monday. Jake seemed to enjoy talking but seemed oblivious to why Mila was talking with him on Monday too. Tuesday, she patted his ass after teasing him. Jake blushed bright red just as the teacher called for everyone to sit down for class to start. He had finally gotten the message she was interested in him. Jake blushed through half the class, stealing glances towards Mila the whole period.

“See you tomorrow,” Mila beamed to Jake as they left for Third Period. “Maybe we could sit together.”

“Um ... um...” Jake stuttered in shock.

“It’s a date,” Mila remarked as she breezed away for history. Jake was going the opposite way to English class.

“Um ... I have a...” Jake stuttered. “Allison and I...” He gave up finishing his sentence since Mila was gone.

Friday, January 23, 2032 - Avon Grove High School, West Grove, PA

Mila flirted with Jake again before algebra started. “See you at lunch,” Mila announced cheerily to Jake as they left at the end of class that period.

“Um ... um ... yeah,” was all Jake could stammer out. Jake and Allison had the same English class third period. He didn’t mention what was going on with Mila. Anyway, what was to mention? They talked a little? What was the harm?

Jake was sitting with his friends, Tom, Konnor and Konnor’s girlfriend Amanda when Mila joined them. She flirted with Jake throughout lunch, to Tom and Konnor’s amusement and Amanda disapproving looks. Mila ignored Amanda and the other guys. Mila’s full attention was focused on Jake. After everyone finished eating, they returned their trays to the wash station and returned to their seats to await the end of the lunch period.

“Jake, I have something I need a big, strong guy to help me with for my science class,” Mila purred. “Would you mind coming over and helping me with it?”

“I can do that,” Jake agreed. Jake got winks from Konnor and Tom and a disapproving glare from Amanda. He didn’t heed her silent warning.

Jake followed Mila over to the science wing. Mila knew her classroom would be deserted. Mr. Hampton, their teacher, often showed up after half the kids had reported for class after lunch. Mila led Jake into her classroom.

“What do you need?” Jake asked innocently.

“You,” Mila declared as she pushed the startled boy against the bulletin board. She pressed her body against his, pinning him against the wall. Jake was an averaged sized ninth grader at 5’-6”. Mila, nearly fully grown, was equally tall. Jake might have five pounds in weight on her and could have resisted. He didn’t resist when she pressed her lips against his.

Mila tried to slip her tongue into Jake’s mouth. He resisted at first as she kissed him. After about ten seconds, his lips relaxed and she snaked her tongue inside his mouth. Her tongue found his. He didn’t respond at once, but the stimulation she was giving him was too much. Soon his tongue was dancing with hers. The lascivious couple broke apart for breath after half a minute.

“What?” Jake stammered as he stared at this temptress, whose large titties were pressing against his chest. “I have a...” Jake stammered before she smothered him with another kiss. “ ... my girlfriend...” he managed the next time their lips parted.

“Shh!” Mila said. “Just enjoy.” Her attention was having the desired effect on Jake. She could feel the lump growing in his pants. She continued kissing until he was totally hard. She pulled away.

“Not enough time to fuck,” Mila stated. “How about a blow job?”

“Allison?” Jake whimpered. “What...” Mila unbuttoned his pants, unzipped them and pulled them down to his knees. “ ... about...” She pulled his boxers down and hooked them under his balls. His proud five and a half inches stood at attention.

“Nice,” Mila commented before kneeling in front of his cock.

“Ohhhh...” Jake moaned as her mouth engulfed the first three inches of his cock. “Fuck!”

“We’ll save that for later, Jake,” Mila said after spitting his cockhead out. “Enjoy this.” She stroked his rod with one hand while she licked the head like a lollipop. Jake could do nothing but moan in pleasure and shock. Mila gave Jake her best blow job. Mila knew she was reaching Jake when his hands went to the back of her head and tried to guide her as she blew him.

Jake might have lasted a couple minutes, at most. She expertly swallowed his come when he fired off. He leaned back against the wall, completely spent while Mila licked her lips to clean off the rest of his come.

“Why?” Jake stuttered. “Allison’s my girlfriend.”

“This is high school,” Mila replied. “No couple is forever. When you are through with Allison, you know what is available, stud. We could have a lot of fun together.”

“You can’t tell anyone what happened,” Jake protested as he hauled his boxers and pants up.

“Right,” Mila responded. Jake fled the classroom. Mila took her seat wearing a self-satisfied smile. Phase 2 of the plan was next. Phase 2 entailed her sharing the gossip about the blow job to all her friends. Ninth grade being what it was, Allison heard the rumor within two periods. Of course, passed down the line twenty-some times, the rumor morphed some before she heard it.

Jake fucked a girl in the science room. That was the story Allison got at the end of seventh period. She caught up with Jake at the end of school.

“Jake, how could you?” Allison hotly demanded.

“I didn’t mean too,” Jake apologized.

“You slipped and you dick went in her?” Allison demanded.

“It’s not like that,” Jake insisted. “I didn’t plan it. She ambushed me and made me do it.”

“We are through, Jake!” Allison growled. “Keep away from me, you bastard.”

“Allison ... I didn’t plan this,” Jake called as she stormed away. She ignored him. Konnor and Amanda had been with Jake when the scene played out.

“It sucks to be you,” Konnor commented dryly.

“I tried to warn you at lunch,” Amanda added.

“I was just helping someone out who asked for help,” Jake protested.

Allison cried out her woes to her mother that evening. Kathy listened and offered a mom’s solution to how much teenaged boys suck - lots of chocolate ice cream and a sympathetic ear.

Jake tried to call repeatedly in the evening and finally had to resort to texts.

“4GIVE ME. I LUV U. JAKE” “I CAN XPLAIN. PLS LISTEN. JAKE” “I LUV U. PLS TALK 2 ME. JAKE”

None of the texts got answered. Instead, Allison blocked Jake’s phone. Their four-month relationship was over.

Meanwhile, over at the Harris residence, Danny and Anna got together after school to stream a movie and to make out some more. Mike was home too, so the randy teens decided to stream the movie upstairs in Anna’s bedroom.

The two ended up in the middle of Anna’s bed. The watched the movie a little and kissed and played like there was no tomorrow. Danny got to play with Anna’s titties for quite a while. She felt his rod through his pants. Anna allowed Danny to feel her womanhood through her pants, briefly.

“I wish you had more afternoons free,” Anna commented as Danny pulled his shirt back on.

“Tuesday and Thursday are football video breakdown afternoons,” Danny said. “I have to do my homework right after school, so it is done before Scouts on Wednesdays. That just leaves us Mondays and Fridays.”

“More afternoons would be fun,” Anna pouted.

“More would be fun,” Danny agreed, “ ... except we are lucky to fit this afternoon in. I have to race home, wolf down my dinner and ride over with David to the church before six o’clock tonight to meet for my camping trip.”