Chapter 5

Wednesday, February 11, 2032 – New London Presbyterian Church

After the opening of the Scout meeting, Mr. Ross, the scoutmaster of Troop 100, announced which patrols the soon-to-be second-year Scouts would be joining. Troop 100’s Eagle Patrol was reserved for first-year Scouts when they joined, under the leadership of the troop guide. Matt Van Horn had ably guided his flock of seven first-years from last February from Tenderfoot to Second Class and had prepared them for how patrols were run without need for babysitting from older Scouts.

Danny was delighted when Mr. Ross announced E. J. Fritz would be joining the Bigfoot Patrol. Jamie McCullough would also be joining their patrol. The other five were split between the Bat Patrol and the Fox Patrol.

Jamie Hart directed the patrols to their instruction period when the announcements were done. Danny was surprised to see Coach Reynolds and his son Dylan come downstairs to the Scout meeting. What the heck? Dylan wasn’t a Scout.

E. J. was grinning ear to ear. “He listened to me,” E. J. chirped. “I’ve been telling Dylan for months that he should join Scouts. He made it. Cool!”

Coach Reynolds and Dylan met with Mr. Ross for half an hour. When time arrived for the game, Dylan came out to join the other Scouts.

“You were right, E. J.,” Dylan remarked as he joined the group beside E. J. and Danny. “All the trips and things you guys do in Scouts sound like fun. I had no idea it was like this.”

“Welcome to Troop 100,” Danny said. “I’ve been in Scouting for seven years and I have loved every minute of it.”

Dylan looked confused. “I thought you had to be eleven to join Scouts.”

“To join a troop,” Danny replied. “You can join Scouting BSA as a Cub Scout when you are in first grade. You won’t be sorry you joined.”

“Am I going to be allowed to do the troop’s ski trip in a couple weeks?” Dylan asked.

“Everyone can go on any of our trips,” E. J. replied.

“Most every trip,” Danny added. “We have some trips that are reserved for older, more experienced Scouts. You have to be fourteen to go on those. Skiing is open to everybody.”

All Scouts came inside after the game for patrol meetings. Danny was surprised to see Noah McMullen sitting with Mr. Ross. The reason became clear before the patrol meetings started.

“I have two more organizational details to announce tonight,” Mr. Ross explained after the Scouts got quiet. “First, I want to welcome Dylan Reynolds to our troop. Dylan will be joining the Bigfoot Patrol.”

E. J. could not contain himself. “COOL!”

Mr. Ross continued, “The second item is that Noah McMullen will be stepping up to be the Troop Guide for the Scouts crossing the bridge from Cub Scouts next weekend. Congratulations to Noah and welcome to Dylan.” The troop applauded the announcements.

Mason nudged Danny and whispered, “It’s a lock now. You’re going to be the patrol leader.” He laughed. “It was set anyway. I had enough votes lined up that you would get the job, even if Noah stayed with Bigfoot.”

Noah, as the current assistant patrol leader, collected dues, took attendance and did a brief uniform inspection for the Bigfoot Patrol. “The next order of business is election of a new patrol leader. Any nominations?”

“Danny Martin,” Mason announced quickly.

“Second!” Logan said immediately.

“Any other nominations?” Noah asked. He looked around the table of Scouts. No one moved a muscle.

“All right, this will be easy,” Noah said, pushing aside the slips of paper he intended to use as ballots. “All in favor of Danny Martin being patrol leader for Bigfoot Patrol, raise your hands.”

All hands went up except Danny’s. After glancing around the circle, he raised his hand too.

“Good, that’s settled,” Noah said. “Take good care of Bigfoot, Danny. Reed and I are counting on you to uphold our patrol’s honor.”

“I’ll do my best,” Danny managed to say. He was stunned at how quickly all of this happened.

“Who do you want for your assistant?” Noah asked. While Danny had not expected to be the new patrol leader, he had thought about what if...

“Logan, would you be my assistant?” Danny asked as he looked his friend in the eye.

“Sure thing, boss,” Logan replied. “I’m in for this.”

“That’s done,” Noah said. “I will report the results to Mr. Ross.”

Danny still felt like the new guy in the troop, even though he had been here almost a year. It was gratifying to see how much faith his friends put in him. He would need to live up to their expectations.

Thursday, February 12, 2032 – West Chester YMCA Pool

The YMCA had a nice setup at their pool, where Avon Grove would face off against West Chester East High School. East had a perennially strong team. David counseled his teammates that they would need to be at their best if they wanted to get back to winning. Losing to East was not acceptable.

Avon Grove started off on the right foot with the 200 Medley Relay. Luke Allerton took the lead in the backstroke leg. Bill Smith increased the lead a little on the breaststroke leg. David pulled away on his breaststroke leg. Mason Ewing cruised to the win, beating the East anchorman by about five lengths.

Mason Ewing won the 200 Freestyle with Sawyer Cox placing fourth. David won his 200 Individual Medley easily. Better, Mike Harris took second place. The Red Devils led 28-17 after three events.

East rallied to keep the meet close, winning the 50 Freestyle. David dominated in the 100 Butterfly. East took to 100 Freestyle too. The score was closer, Avon Grove-53, WC East-40. Mason Ewing edged out the East swimmer for first in the 500 Freestyle. Mike Bell and Chris Goebel placed fourth and fifth.

Sam Kohler won the 100 Backstroke. Mike Harris and Jacob Hartman placed fourth and fifth. David dominated the 100 Breaststroke. Mike Harris almost kept up with David, taking second place. the young kid was opening some eyes among his teammates. Avon Grove led 87-68 with one event left. The Red Devils could forfeit and still win the day.

They swam well, but Mason Ewing, the team’s anchor was edged out by East’s anchor. Reed Crawford swam great, stealing third place from East’s “B” team anchor. The meet final score was Avon Grove-93, West Chester East-76.

Kyle flew to Dallas, site of Super Bowl LXVII, Thursday morning. He had to attend the NFL Awards Dinner that evening. Neither Kyle nor any Eagles were up for any awards, but all head coaches were expected to be in attendance. Kyle stopped by the Steelers practice Friday morning to wish his old team well. He promised he would be back home in Pennsylvania cheering for them Sunday evening. He flew home after lunch.

February 14, 2032 - Warner Home, Avondale, PA

Grant was nervous then he and Jessie arrived at Chris Warner’s party. Jessie got beers for both of them. She figured a little alcohol might help Grant’s nerves. He did not care for the taste of his first beer. The two danced a bit, but Grant was not gifted with a sense of rhythm. Trying to find something to relax Grant, Jessie directed them over to a couch. They cuddled and began making out. Grant finally relaxed a little once he was on familiar ground.

Between losing his virginity to Jessie three weeks ago and their two date nights, Grant had gotten skilled at deep kissing and making out. Jessie did not object as his hands fondled her breasts over her blouse as they Frenched. Grant’s pants displayed a bulge from his hard-on.

“Let’s go upstairs, stud,” Jessie suggested. “It’s time for alone time.”

“I can do that,” Grant agreed, suddenly enthusiastic to be at this party. Jessie was more than ready to ride his rod. Since before Christmas, she had been to bed with a guy twice in almost two months. That was not nearly enough to satisfy her.

It was early in the party. All the bedrooms upstairs were empty. Jessie and Grant took the first one they found. Jessie locked the door, turned around and found Grant was down to his boxers and was pulling them off too.

“Somebody is anxious for fun,” Jessie laughed.

“And you’re not?”

“Undress me,” Jessie directed. Naked, Grant stepped up to his lover and began undressing her. The two naked teens embraced and kissed. Grant’s hard-on slotted itself between Jessie’s thighs, so the tip just brushed up against her slot. Jessie backed Grant up to the bed and sat him down. She climbed into bed as she pushed him to his back. The two kissed as the rolled over.

Grant was on top. He hunched his hips, probing his dick for her hole.

“Slow down, Grant,” Jessie directed. “Remember three weeks ago. Foreplay is important to get me wet for what is to come. It is a hell of a lot of fun too.”

“Foreplay ... check,” Grant agreed. He stopped probing for her hole, slid higher on Jessie’s chest and started tongue kissing her. The pair kissed for a bit, then Grant reached down and began playing with Jessie’s breasts. They continued making out. After a few minutes, Grant slipped his hand down to play with her slot. She was wet as could be.

“Ready?” Grant asked as he slid his body lower and got into position.

“I am,” Jessie said as she grabbed her lover and flipped the two of them over. “You’re not.” Before Grant had time to reply, she leaned down and slurped his dick into her mouth. Grant could do no more than groan at the exquisite feelings. Jessie slurped, sucked and licked his dick.

‘How did all this happen?’ the inexpert boy wondered. A month ago, he was a virgin, who had never been on a date, never kissed a girl, never had a blow job and certainly never had fucked. Now he was dating the prettiest girl in the tenth grade and was about to slide his dick into her again. He was the luckiest guy in the world.

Grant did not last long under Jessie’s oral onslaught. He groaned and blasted off a load of come into his lover’s eager mouth. Jessie swallowed nearly all of his come. She licked the dribbles from the edge of her lips as she lay on top of Grant and rolled them over, so he was on top.

“That was ... uh ... fantastic,” the tongue tied and addled teen groaned.

“Rub your dick in my slot until you are hard,” Jessie directed. The two exchanged kisses as Grant regained his erection. A minute of humping got him ready. Grant nudged his tool up against her hole.

“Here goes,” Grant said as he pressed his dick into her.

“You should wear a rubber,” Jessie cautioned as Grant planted his erection into her tunnel. “You’ll last longer.”

“This feels really good,” Grant said as he withdrew a little. “You are protected. I won’t get you pregnant.”

“Well...” Jessie sighed skeptically. Grant plunged in again. He pulled away and speared her again.

“This feels so great,” Grant marveled.

“If you come too quickly, you’ll need to do it again,” Jessie smirked.

“If you twist my arm,” Grant responded. He thrust and humped away at his girlfriend. “I’ll do this as often as necessary to satisfy you, if you insist.”

“I’ll insist,” Jessie giggled. Grant, experiencing skin-on-skin sex for the first time, did not last sixty seconds. Jessie was just getting warmed up when Grant groaned and blasted a load of sperm into her belly.

“I tried to last,” Grand said as he slumped onto her chest. “Are you going to make me do this again?” He stared up into her eyes impishly.

“You will,” Jessie grinned back.

The two made out for a bit until Grant got hard again. The two did the deed a second time, sans rubber. Grant’s stamina improved. Why wouldn’t it? He was going for this third come of the evening and his fourth for the day. He blasted another load of sperm into Jessie about a couple minutes after he penetrated her.

The two cuddled in the afterglow on some wonderful sex. Jessie knew she needed more time to train Grant properly, but he was good at following her directions. His next lesson was going to be about pussy licking. His fucking was fun that night, but she had not been close to an orgasm. Maybe on President’s Day, when they were off from school. All she needed to do was solve the transportation problem. ‘How do I get Grant from Faggs Manor down to Landenberg?’ she wondered.

“Com’on, Allison,” Cooper Welch begged. “More privacy upstairs. It’ll be fun.” Allison stared up at the 6’-0”, 125 lb. 10th grader looking down at her. Her head was spinning a little. She shouldn’t have had the third beer Cooper offered her.

“We can make out some more upstairs,” Cooper pleaded. “You’re so special. Com’on, sweet thing.” Memory of how his deep kisses had enflamed her made her consider it. Did she want sex with Cooper? He was cute, but...

Cooper leaned down and kissed the 5’-8”, 120 pound freshman. His tongue probed into her mouth and teased her tongue. ‘But ... mom said ... I shou ... shouldn’t... ‘ she thought. Cooper’s tongue teased her again. She felt a gush of wetness between her legs. ‘Maybe a little kissing... ‘

Cooper pulled her to her feet and gave her another intense, deep kiss. ‘What could it hurt?’ Allison wondered as Cooper steered her towards the stairs. He shepherded her up the steps. The door to the first room on the right opened just as they reached the top of the steps.

Her friend Jessie Martin and her boyfriend, Grant, stepped into the hallway. Grant blushed beet red. Jessie just smiled at Allison. Cooper reached around Allison and grasped her right breast from behind and gave it a squeeze. Allison felt another gush of liquid down there.

“You OK, Allison?” Jessie asked, arching her eyebrows questioningly as she asked. Jessie knew Allison was inexperienced. Cooper Welch most definitely wasn’t.

“Are you done in there?” Cooper asked politely as he felt up Allison. Allison blushed slightly at getting caught like this.

Jessie stared into Allison’s eyes. ‘Are you sure about this?’ was the unspoken question the two girls shared. Allison blushed a deeper shade of pink. “I’m good,” she replied, wishing she was more certain about what being alone in a bedroom with Cooper could involve.

“We are done,” Jessie agreed. The two couples maneuvered around each other, Jessie and Grant going downstairs and Cooper leading Allison into the bedroom. She stopped halfway between the door and the bed. Cooper shut and locked the door. The click of the lock supplied finality to her situation.

Should she do this? She had sex twice, over Christmas vacation with her former boyfriend, Jake Steele. That slut, Mila Becker, stole him away a few weeks ago. May they both rot in hell. Still, Cooper was cute and good kisser. Maybe she should go with the flow ... some kissing and petting would be fun.

Cooper turned around and embraced Allison. The two exchanged kisses, their passion rising as their tongues dueled. Cooper maneuvered Allison backwards to the bed and laid her down on her back. He climbed into bed, straddling her prone body. He kissed her as he used a hand to explore her titties through her blouse. This felt amazing. Allison was feeling more libidinous than she had felt since the first time sleeping with Jake.

Cooper started unbuttoning the front of her blouse. Allision made no attempts to stop him. She would slow things down after they both had some fun. Cooper laid her blouse open and then popped the front catch on her bra, brushing the cups away to expose her pert little breasts. He bent down and kissed one as he felt up the other.

Allison marveled at Cooper’s skill. His oral attentions to her titties and the gentle way he caressed them aroused her further. She kissed back with passion as he Frenched her. The two paused briefly to shed their tops before re-engaging their kissing and groping.

Cooper’s body was on top of hers as they petted and made out. He ground his jeans-covered erection against her body as they kissed. Allison wondered, ‘Could she go all the way with Cooper? He certainly knew how to give a girl a good time. His rubbing was causing a tingle between her legs. Perhaps she might ... if he had protection.’

Allison’s skirt bunched up around her waist as he rubbed against her bottom, kissed and fondled her titties. Diverted by the ethereal feeling his tongue and fingers were causing above the waist, she didn’t notice Cooper unhitch his pants or drop them to his knees and then shrug them off. Cooper felt the wetness as he rubbed his boxers against her panties.

Cooper slipped the forearm he used to prop up his upper body under her left shoulder as he pressed his chest against hers. His hand snaked over her shoulder, holding her firmly in place. He continued rubbing his bulge against her moistening, panty-clad pussy. Tipsy from too much beer and loving every lustful thought his stimulation was giving her, she voiced no objections when Cooper slipped a hand between their bellies and slipped aside her panties. His fingers slipped into her well-lubricated slot and teased her.

Allison, lost in lust and craving, voiced no objection. He teased her inner labia, gently rubbed her clitoris and then fingered her hole. Allison, no longer a virgin, knew where this was going. Still, it felt so exhilarating, she couldn’t call a halt to his seduction of her.

Cooper withdrew his hand from her pussy as he tried to roll between her legs. Allison, not certain she wanted sex, resisted and Cooper ended up straddling her right leg. Cooper had shrugged off his boxers as he tried to maneuver into position. His hand went back to her panties and pushed them aside as he pulled his body up to get in position.

Allison, feeling the blunt tip of his dick press against her bottom, finally cleared the alcoholic haze sufficiently to understand what was next. Cooper was going to fuck her without protection.

Her pussy and her subconscious screamed, ‘Do it! It will feel great.’ Her conscious brain murmured, ‘Is this safe?’ She counted off and realized just how dangerous this was.

Cooper probed his dick against her slot, trying to hit her opening. Now scared, Allison tried to scoot up the bed to get away from Cooper’s probing dick. His hand on her shoulder and his weight on her chest kept her pinned in position.

“You need a rubber!” Allison protested. Cooper smothered her complaint with a deep kiss. “RUBBER!” Allison protested into his mouth as his dick delved for her opening. Allison squirmed her legs, managing to prevent him from aligning his dick with her hole.

She managed to pry his head off her lips. “NO!”

“It’ll feel wonderful, baby,” Cooper promised as he tried to get both of his legs between Allison’s legs so he could get into the proper position. Allison resisted, managing to keep a leg between his legs. “Go with the flow ... You’ll enjoy this.”

“Worst time of month,” Allison snapped as she tried to pry Cooper’s body off hers. “You’ll get me pregnant for sure if we do this.”

“I’ll pull out before I come,” Cooper replied smoothly and soothingly. “Let’s do this. You will love it.”

Allison’s squirming managed to knock Cooper’s dick away from his goal, her hot and juicy pussy. He rolled away a bit and tried to slide between her legs again. Allison used the momentary pause to jerk her knee upwards. She didn’t hit her target with her knee, but her thigh smacked hard against Cooper’s balls.

“FUCK!” the startled teen gasped in pain. “OOOooowww...” His surprise and reaction to the pain in his balls allowed Allison to roll him off her. She slipped out of bed quickly as he rolled onto his back and grasped his aching balls with both hands.

Allison gathered up her bra and blouse. She dressed quickly while Cooper moaned in pain.

“You didn’t need to do that,” Cooper protested. “We could have had fun.”

“You just about raped me, you asshole,” Allison responded. “Stay the FUCK away from me.” Her language shocked even her. She rarely swore.

Allison fled the bedroom and headed downstairs to look for Jessie and Grant. She left Cooper groaning and massaging his sore balls on the bed.

“Can you give me a ride home?” Allison asked when she found Jessie and Grant.

“Sure,” Jessie agreed. “Problems upstairs?”

“Cooper is an asshole,” Allison snapped.

“Can you give us a minute, Grant?” Jessie asked as she looked over to her boyfriend. “Get three Cokes for us.”

“Sure thing, Jess,” Grant agreed. When they were alone, Jessie asked, “What happened upstairs?”

“Cooper tried to have sex with me without a rubber,” Allison explained. “It is the worst time of month for that. He’d have knocked me up for sure.”

“At least he stopped when you told him no,” Jessie said. “Are you OK?”

“He stopped when I crunched his nuts with my knee,” Allison replied. “He wouldn’t have stopped otherwise.”

“You want to head home now, I assume?” Jessie answered.

“If we can.”

“My parents have a pickup with no questions asked policy for parties,” Jessie said. “In case things get out of hand.”

Penny showed up fifteen minutes later and drove Grant and Allison home before taking Jessie home.

“Did Grant get out of hand?” Penny commented after she dropped off the two guests and was alone in the car with Jessie.

“Grant is a perfect gentleman,” Jessie replied. “Allison’s date, on the other hand ... I thought this was a no questions asked pick-up?”

“Sorry, honey,” Penny replied. ‘I just worry. Is Allison OK?”

“She is fine,” Jessie said.

Sunday, February 15, 2032 – Martin Residence, Landenberg, PA

Kyle took a rare Saturday off to prepare for the Super Bowl party he was hosting Sunday evening. Kyle had the local BBQ caterer prepare a meat-heavy feast for his guests. Kyle loaded up on snack foods, beer and sodas for the kids at the Giant Supermarket in Jennersville.

The Fritzes, the Reynolds, the Norths and the Czarwinskis were on the guest list for the evening. Ed, Kyle and their families were dedicated Steelers fans. Phyliss and Larry had a soft spot in their hearts for Washington, after spending so many years with that team. Jeremy, Ryan and their families were more agnostic in their loyalties.

The four families enjoyed pulled pork, brisket and ribs as they watched the interminably long pregame show. Fox was broadcasting the show this year. Jay Nicholson, Kyle’s long-time friend, teammate and roommate was doing the play-by-play call while Tom Brady provided the color commentary.

The football fans congregated in the family room as they waited for the game to begin. Penny, Kathy, Rosa Fritz and Mary Ann Reynolds hung out in the kitchen. The older boys, David, Danny, EJ and Dylan, joined the men. Robbie and Justin Fritz headed upstairs to play. They were best friends. Logan Reynolds was odd kid out. As a third grader, he certainly couldn’t hang out with the first graders upstairs. He tried to fit in with EJ, Dylan and Danny, although he did not fit so well with the middle school kids either.

The game proved to be close and hard fought in the first half. Throughout, the Steelers seemed to have an edge and Washington was always playing catch-up. The score was 21-17 at halftime, but only because Washington managed to squeak in a 59-yard field goal in the closing seconds.

Kyle, Ed and Ryan watched with interest as they watched the Steelers take the kickoff in the second half and execute a perfect ten-play, 82 yard drive for a touchdown. What the Steelers did to the Washington defense was exactly what they were trying to teach the Eagles offense to do.

The Steelers defense managed to crimp the Commander’s running on the next series, forcing them into long, low percentage passes on third downs. On the sixth play, a Steelers DB picked off the pass and set up his team with a 24 yard field. Phil DiStefano’s offense wasted no time cashing in.

Kyle recognized the play at once after the snap. It was one he devised two years ago when he was in Pittsburgh. The misdirection totally fooled the Washington defenders. A wide receiver came wide open. Trevon Williams, the Steelers QB, drilled the ball into the uncovered receiver. He motored into the end zone for another score.

“Bill! Dad gum it!” Larry Czarwinski huffed. “I taught you better than that!” Bill Carroll was Larry’s long-time protégé at Washington. He took over as defensive coordinator when Larry retired to State College three years ago. The Steelers fans in the room just laughed at Larry’s consternation.

Behind 35-17, Washington had to scrap its running game. The Steelers defenders pinned their ears back and went after the Commander’s quarterback play after play. The final score for the game was Pittsburgh – 38, Washington – 23.

Robbie and Justin were passed out on the floor by the time the game ended around 10:30 that evening. Logan Reynolds was fading too. The other kids were wide awake and cheering for the outcome of the game. It was OK for the kids to stay up late that evening. Tomorrow was President’s Day, and the kids did not have school.

The crowd stayed to watch the trophy presentation, except for Phyliss and Larry Czarwinski. They commented it was past their bedtimes and headed next door to their house. Michael Beckwith presented the trophy to Art Rooney II, who turned it over to Zack Hayes.

Jay Nicholson MCed the presentation. He turned the microphone over to Zack as he held the trophy. Zack thanked his team for their efforts. Then he thanked his coaching staff.

“I especially want to recognize Phil DiStefano, who did a heck of a job calling plays tonight. Way to go, Phil! I want to recognize two other people who aren’t here with us tonight but were keys to us winning this trophy. Kyle Martin and Ed Fritz created and developed this offense we used tonight. This trophy is as much yours as anyone’s. Thanks for everything, buddies. I’ll see you guys on the field in August when my Steelers play your Eagles in the preseason.”

“That was nice of Zack to say,” Rosa commented as she cuddled with her hubby.

“That is Zack through and through,” Penny commented as she gave Kyle a kiss.

Monday, February 16, 2032 - Martin Residence - Landenberg, PA

Jessie and Grant managed to convince David to give Grant a ride down to Landenberg for their MLK day off from school. Danny and Anna took full advantage of their day off too. She showed up at Danny’s house after lunch. Sara came over and she and David were locked in his bedroom before Anna’s arrival. Jessie told Danny to entertain Anna in the family room. She and Grant would use her bedroom and give her little brother space to properly “entertain” his girlfriend. She would stay out of Danny’s way since he had been pretty good about giving Jessie space when Matt came over when they were dating.

“I could get used to having sex every few days,” Grant giggled as Jessie pulled on her clothes.

“I bet you could,” Jessie agreed. “When you get your driver’s license.”

“I’m started on that,” Grant responded. “I have six practice hours since I got my learner’s permit two weeks ago. Only forty-four more hours to go until I can take the driver’s test.”

“You’re ahead of me,” Jessie said. “I can’t apply for my permit for another three weeks.”

“I wish I could drive you out for a nice dinner and a movie for your birthday,” Grant noted. “I guess that will have to wait until spring or summer before we get to take our own car for a date.”

“Or to park afterwards,” Jessie giggled. “I can hardly wait. Do you want a snack? Mom had some brownies left over from last night. They might help you recover some of the energy you expended this afternoon.”

Grant glanced at the clock. “I’ve got about twenty minutes until David needs to give me a ride home.”

The two could hear sounds from across the hallway. “I don’t think David is quite ready to drive you home.”

“Brownies sound great,” Grant agreed. They finished dressing and headed downstairs. Jessie made sure they made some noise so Danny and Anna had warning that people were coming. They hadn’t made if halfway down the steps before they heard the two kids scrambling around in the family room.

When Jessie and Grant reached the entryway to the family room on their way to the kitchen, they found both kids standing with their backs to the entryway. Danny was zipping his pants while Anna was pulling hers up from her ankles. Her blouse was on, but the tails were flapping. She hadn’t had time to button it yet.

Jessie and Grant moved on to the kitchen. Jessie and Grant took a couple brownies and enjoyed their late afternoon treat. Anna and Danny came into the kitchen a couple minutes later, looking as guilty as sin. Anna was blushing at nearly getting caught. Danny tried to act nonchalant with mixed success. He hid the look on his face but the boner bulging his pants out gave away a hint of what the two had been doing a few minutes earlier. Had Danny not gotten relief or had he and then Anna got him worked up again? Jessie wondered but did not pry into her little brother’s affairs.

“Any brownies left?” Danny asked, trying to appear upbeat.

“Sure,” Jessie agreed. Danny and Anna grabbed brownies. Danny got each of them a glass of milk too. The four teens were relaxing and enjoying their treat when David and Sara came downstairs ten minutes later.

“You ready to go, Grant?” David asked.