Chapter 4

August 24, 2018 (Friday)

Author: Emma Crewe

I left my blended family’s new and wonderful house on Rattlesnake Road, a house entirely devoid of bad memories for me and, especially, my mom. I walked across the street to the J, where I would be spending the weekend, walked in the front door (I’m an LA member, now, so have the electronic key) into a discussion with Coach about dad-daughter sex. That wasn’t really the topic, but the conversation had apparently wandered onto it. I got hugs all around, but only after I removed the two minimal clothing items I had worn to cross the street. Boy, it sure would be nice if Beth’s family owned more of the homes on the north side of Rattlesnake, ‘cause in nice weather, I might not have to wear clothes to cross the street ... so long as I’m careful about passing traffic (of which there is not a lot) and pedestrians.

Apparently, my quote-late-unquote arrival earned me the “reward” of getting to pen for our LA journal the arrival of The Team at what we all expect to be a highly sexual weekend. Given how the two groups – Las Amadas and The Team – ended the premier team’s 2018 season, none of us can see how this weekend can be anything but highly sexual. That’s not at all a bad thing.

You might ask, “What,” in screeching tones of incredulity. Well, if you’re reading this, you’re almost certainly an LA member, a child of an LA member, or a very close associate of the LA, so you probably won’t immediately respond, “This is all criminal!”

Nope. We consider what you’re reading to be how we choose to live our individual lives and, particularly, our group life.

Anywho (as Liya often says; she’s a hoot), we’re all expecting a highly sexual weekend, and one in which most of the members of The Team will have intercourse with a guy or guys for the first time. Yes, we’re mostly a bunch of teenaged girls, and a bunch of teenaged girls who like sex. A lot. With each other and with our two guys, but also with one of our fathers, although I’ve not gotten that opportunity since I’m so new to the LA. We’re unsure, though, how the girls of The Team will react to girl-on-girl. We certainly will not require it of them, but no one on the team or The Team reacted poorly to lots of sex taking place in the house near Santa Fe at the state tournament, a situation with all but six of the players and staff being naked in a huge multi-part bed together, and with only two of the girls in the bed being boys. We know Kota and Kanda are an item of sorts, and we know Rathi likes both girls and boys, so we suspect that we’ll be teaching at least some of The Team about loving on girls.

There were 23 of us (only two boys but including Coach) naked on the J’s front porch when Celeste and Kim pulled the big Ford into our short driveway, the Ford carrying every one of the 14 members of The Team. The women of us who had jobs had left previously or, like Raven, would soon leave. We heard lots of squealing despite all the Ford’s windows being closed. As the girls piled off, almost stampeding out the vehicle’s main door. I could hear Celeste in stentorian mode yelling out that main door.

“All girls must be naked for arrival hugs!”

Most of the girls were already in the process, like a grinning Kota, even if some were trying both to nakedify themselves (one of the LA girls coined that word, but I haven’t figured out who ... yet) and to get up onto the porch where hugs were in the offing and visibility to the outside world was much less.

Personally, I’m amazed by Kota. She’s an incredibly cute blonde who was, apparently, one of the shyer girls on the team last year, but that shy Dakota is nowhere in evidence in the current Kota stripping herself on the front sidewalk. In fact, The Team unanimously chosen her as the Captain of The Team, the 14 girls on the premier team who are not part of the LA. She almost sauntered up onto the porch, despite that all she was wearing was her birthday suit, but carrying her duffel into which she had stuffed her clothes (her T was hanging partly out of it). Did I say that she’s also got a cute, tight body? If not, I’m ... writing it now. (Kota’s not the only one who’s gone through a shy-to-unshy transition somewhat lately.)