Coming Home - Book 4
Copyright© 2026 by Douglas Fox
Chapter 3
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 3 - Coming Home – Book 4 picks up as the 2032 football season starts and is a continuation of the Coming Home series following Kyle and Penny Martin and their children as they return home to Landenberg, PA when Kyle is hired as the head coach for the Philadelphia Eagles. You should read Coming Home, Books 1, 2 and 3 before tackling this book.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Consensual Romantic Gay Heterosexual Fiction School Sports First Oral Sex Safe Sex
Friday, October 8, 2032 – Philadelphia International Airport
David and Sara took an Uber from Penn out to G. O. Carlson Airport in Coatesville. They met Penny, Danny, Robbie, Rosa and Justin Fritz, and Kathy, Allison and Katie North at the airport. EJ Fritz positively refused to go on the trip. He was NOT missing his game Saturday morning. Mary Ann Reynolds agreed to watch over him while the rest of his family was in Germany. EJ expected to enjoy the stay. He and Dylan Reynolds were close friends.
Their airplane was wheels up a little after 4:30 that afternoon. After an in-flight dinner, the lights went out and most of the group tried to get some sleep. The flight to Europe was uneventful. The plane landed at Flughafen München (Munich Airport) at 6:30 AM, local time. Customs took some time. Penny called ahead when they were on the ground. Kyle arranged for a limo service to pick up the crowd and ferry them to the hotel.
The crew was tired after the long flight and less-than-quality sleep they managed. They headed to their rooms for a morning nap. Robbie and Justin were sharing a room between Kyle and Penny’s, and Ed and Rosa’s. David and Danny shared a room down the hall. Jessie and Sara, and Allison and Katie shared rooms near Jeremy and Kathy’s room.
Kyle, Ed and Jeremy skipped the team lunch to join their families back at the Infinity. The group ate in one of the hotel’s restaurants. Danny was a little frustrated. He got a text from Ricardo Munez reporting the results of last night’s varsity game against Perkiomen Valley. The Red Devils lost 31-29. Damn, his team should have beaten those guys! Was this loss his fault?
The group debated ideas to pass the afternoon. Kyle suggested the Hellabrunn Zoo. That idea was enthusiastically accepted by Robbie and Justin. Jessie, Allison and Katie liked the idea of checking out the downtown to see the sights and perhaps look at some shops. Penny and Rosa agreed to take the boys to the zoo. Kathy would accompany the girls. David and Sara would head out on their own.
“Dad, are you able to join us?” Danny asked, “ ... or do you, Uncle Ed and Uncle Jeremy need to head back to work with the team? Maybe I could tag along with you?”
“Ed and Jeremy have duties with team after lunch,” Kyle answered. “You could probably go with them. I have some league obligations this afternoon. I have to put in an appearance at the NFL organized youth flag football championship game.”
“I could watch some football, Dad,” Danny replied. “Can I come with you?”
“Sure, why not?”
“What is the deal?” Danny asked. “Why is the league organizing a flag football game in Germany?”
“It isn’t just the championship game,” Kyle responded. “The NFL organized a league with about 20,000 youth participants. They have been learning and playing games for the past few months. Today is the finale for the league. The Frankfurt Titans take on the Görlitz Fury.”
“I’ve heard of Frankfurt,” Danny said. “Where is Görlitz?” Kyle just shrugged. David whipped his phone out and quickly googled the city.
“A city in eastern Germany, almost to Poland,” David added.
The afternoon arrangements set, the group split up. The crowd would meet up again before supper at their hotel. Kyle, Ed and Jeremy would take the big group out to the Augustiner Stammhaus for dinner.
The three touring contingents (Penny, Rosa and the young boys, David and Sara, and Kathy and the teen girls) headed out to the nearest bus stop. Thankfully, Google Map and their phones helped them figure out the Münchner public transit system. Everyone took a bus to the Feldmoching station. Penny, Rosa and the boys took an Unterbahn (subway) to Kolumbusplatz, where they caught another bus down to the zoo. The others took a different Unterbahn to the Hauptbahnhof central station in the middle of München. All were quite impressed with the public transportation options available in the city. Philly and SEPTA did not hold a candle to the German’s system.
Kyle and Danny had an easier time with transportation. As head coach, he had call on one of the rental vans the team had while they were in München. Kyle had to stop off at FC Bayern’s campus to pickup the rest of the Eagles representatives to the flag football championship. Brent Celek, retired tight end and now Director of Pro Scouting, hopped in the van along with players Ron Caldwell, Justin Scott and Colin Weaver. Ron was the team’s #1 punt and kick returner. Justin Scott was a backup defensive back who usually spelled Kiante Mitchell in the slot when he was on the field.
“Hey cous’,” Danny said as Colin climbed aboard. “I didn’t know you were coming.”
“My boss told me to be here,” Colin grinned as he nodded towards Kyle behind the wheel of the van. “Good to see you, Danny. Or should I call you Jay?”
“Tee’s not around,” Danny replied. “Danny is fine.”
“Tee? Jay? What’s the story?” Justin asked. “I’ve only heard you called Danny.”
“My Uncle Will named his oldest son Daniel to honor his stepfather,” Danny explained. “That kind of torked off Dad, I’m told. He planned to name one of his sons Daniel, to honor his father. When I was born, he named me Daniel anyway. Uncle Will’s son, Daniel Travis, is known as Tee to our close family. Me, Daniel James is called Jay when the family gets together.”
“I didn’t know that,” Justin said.
It took Kyle less than twenty minutes to navigate over to Allianz Stadium, where the touch football championship game was held. The Allianz Stadium was impressive. It was a massive roofed stadium that looked like it had been wrapped in oversized bubble wrap.
“The stadium will be lit up in green and white tomorrow night in honor our team,” Brent noted as they pulled into the parking lot. “Green and white will alternate with orange and black for the Bengals. It should be quite the sight.”
A league handler met the Eagles contingent as they headed for the stadium. He led them inside to the field level. The stadium was big. They were told it seated 67,000 fans. It would not be that full today. If every one of the 20,000 participants in the NFL flag football tournament came with both parents, they still would not fill the stadium. However, playing in Allianz Stadium on the same field FC Bayern played on was a treat itself for the German youth.
The Frankfurt and Görlitz teams were warming up on the field when they arrived. The Görlitz team finished warmups first and were called over to meet the Eagles representatives. Brent, Justin, Ron and Colin were greeted politely by the players. Most probably did not know who they were. Kyle was a different story. Being a Hall of Fame wide receiver and putting your name on NFL Challenge gave Kyle international fame.
Kyle politely spoke with each team member, speaking auf Deutsch. Kyle had practiced his German skills since last spring when he learned that the Eagles would play in München this fall. Danny understood about half of what his dad was saying to the German youth. About halfway through the crowd, Kyle spoke for a couple minutes with the Görlitzer quarterback.
The quarterback noticed Danny standing off to the side. He walked over to Danny and offered him his hand. “spielst du American Football?” [Do you play American football?]
“Speilst ... uh ... spielst ... uh, play?” Danny commented. “Nicht mit Eagles but ... uh aber ich spiele football.”
“Es tut mir leid,” the QB said. “Sprechen sie Deutsch?” [My apologies. Do you speak German?]
“Nür ein bißchen,” Danny replied. “Ich habe nür sechs Wochen Deutsch klasse.” [Only a little. I have only six weeks of German class.]
“Klasse?” the QB commented, obviously puzzled. “Ah ... schulklasse. Wir sagen Deutschunterricht.” [Untericht is German for lessons. Schulklasse is lessons in school.]
“Perhaps, we should speak auf Englisch,” the QB offered. “Ich habe ... uh, I have four years of English lessons.”
“That would be a relief,” Danny said. “My German is kind of limited. I’m Danny Martin.”
“Horst Reidkamper,” Horst responded. “Martin? Uh?” as he pointed at Kyle. “Seiner ... uh your dad?”
“Yes, he is my dad,” Danny agreed.
“What uh, position do you play im gymnasium ... uh, high school?”
“I am our varsity quarterback,” Danny responded. “I’m in ninth grade.”
“Varsity? Is that like an under-sixteen team?” Horst asked.
“Varsity is the top level in high school,” Danny responded. “We have a junior varsity team too, that is probably more like what you call an under-sixteen team.”
“I see,” Horst said. He looked around. “We’ve got a few minutes. Would you like to throw some balls? I could get a couple of my receivers to help us.”
“I have another idea,” Danny said. “Dad, Colin ... could you guys run a few routes with Horst and me?” Horst’s eyes got wide.
“mit einem Hall of Famer?” Horst stuttered. “Oh ... kay, that would be Hübsch.” Hübsch? Danny did not know the word but it sounded like a good thing.
“Sure, why not,” Kyle agreed quickly. Hopefully some of the press would get pictures of him working with the German youth.
Kyle ran routes for Horst while Colin paralleled his boss for Danny. The two QBs threw half a dozen passes to the men. “Colin, how about a go route?” Danny called out.
“You want me to run that too?” Kyle asked Horst. Horst agreed. The two receivers took off. Colin streaked ahead of Kyle. Horst launched a deep ball, getting the ball close enough for Kyle to adjust and catch the pass. Danny launched his deep ball and hit Colin in the hands forty yards down the field.
“dein Cousin ist schnell,” Horst marveled. [Your cousin is fast.]
“It’s a family thing,” Danny replied as Colin and his dad trotted back to the QBs. “My dad, Uncle Andy and three cousins all are or have been in the NFL. My older brother Davey holds the state record in the 100 meter sprint. My speed helps me as well, when I run an RPO.”
“RPO?”
“Run-pass option play,” Danny said. Horst still looked confused. “You don’t run those?”
“It is probably more advanced than what my team runs,” Horst said. “We’ve only played together for about three months.”
“It is a sweet play combination when you learn how to do it,” Danny explained. “That play targets a specific defender who would tackle me if I ran the ball. I key on him. If he...”
“Key? Ich verstehe nicht,” Horst interjected. [I don’t understand.]
“Key, you watch how the defender reacts as the play starts,” Danny explained. “If he tries to cover my run, I toss the ball to a receiver who runs a route to the spot the defender vacated. If he drops back in pass coverage, I run the ball and gain a bunch of yards. This play puts the defender on what my Dad calls the ‘horns of a dilemma.’ Whichever choice he makes is wrong.”
“I have much to learn about American fußball,” Horst commented. “Your dad tutors you?”
“Dad teaches me some,” Danny responded. “Uncle Ed has coached me more. Ed Fritz isn’t really my uncle, he is just a close friend of my Dad’s since they grew up together. Coach Fritz is the Eagles quarterback coach. He teaches me specifics Dad isn’t as well versed on. Dad is a wide receiver, one of the best in the world, but not a quarterback.”
“I understand,” Horst grinned. “Peter, one of my receivers tries to give me advice. Sometimes the advice is good, other times, he just doesn’t understand what it is to stand in the pocket when the rush comes for you.”
“Exactly, you get what I mean,” Danny said.
“Danny! Come along,” Kyle called out to his son. “We’ve got to head to the other side of the field and meet the Frankfurt team.”
“It was good to meet you, Horst,” Danny said.
“Maybe we can talk more after the game, Danny,” Horst said. “This has been uh ... enlightening for me.”
Danny trotted after the Eagles contingent to the opposite side of the field. Kyle, Brent, Justin, Ron and Colin talked with the Frankfurt team while Danny watched. That team pretty much ignored him. Danny knew exactly which team he’d cheer for when the game started.
When the meet and greet was over, the two teams headed to the locker rooms for their final preparations.
“Where are we sitting to watch the game, Dad?” Danny asked.
“We don’t have time to watch the game,” Kyle replied. “We’ve got to get back to FC Bayern for the afternoon practice.”
“Dad, I’d really like to watch the game and cheer for Görlitz,” Danny said. “I’ll call you when the game is over. Send a car to pick me up.”
Kyle took a deep breath and sighed. “You’re growing up, but this is too far. I can’t leave my fourteen-year-old son alone is a strange city for three hours.”
“I could stay with Danny, Coach,” Colin offered.
“You have practice this afternoon and a game tomorrow,” Kyle responded. “You are NOT excused from practice today.”
“How about me, Coach?” Justin offered. “I’m not cleared to practice or play for the game. I can hang out with Danny this afternoon.” Justin Scott had sprained his ankle during Thursday’s practice and was not medically cleared to practice or play. The other Eagles walking wounded were left in Philly when the team flew to Germany. Why haul them to Germany and pay to their food and lodging for a week if they were not able to play in the game?
Kyle paused for a moment. “OK, that is acceptable. Thank you, Justin. Danny, give me a call when the game is over and you two need a ride. I’ll send a car over for you.”
“Thanks Dad,” Danny responded. “Thanks too, Justin.”
Kyle and the rest of the Eagles contingent headed back for their afternoon practice. Danny and Justin found seats at midfield a few rows back from the field. There might have been 1,000 or 1,500 fans here in the cavernous stadium that seated 67,000. There was loads of room to spread out.
The game was fast paced. Danny watched Horst do many of the things a good quarterback should do for his team. There was lots of action but without the physical tackling Danny was used to. He wondered how Horst would fare if the pass rushers were allowed to hit and drop him to the ground, like Danny faced every week back home.
Görlitz ended up winning 37-34. The score looked conventional for an NFL football game but scoring was anything but conventional. Görlitz made a single extra point after their six touchdowns. Their kicker missed two short field goals too. Their kicker looked like what he was, someone who was just learning to kick a football. Frankfurt on the other hand, found someone who was proficient at kicking balls through the uprights. He made all the extra points after their four touchdowns and kicked two field goals too. One was a short 27-yarder. The other was a more than respectable 44-yarder that Danny wasn’t certain his teammate Bill Everson would be able to hit.
Danny called his dad when the game was over. “Practice is over and we’re going to head back to the hotel in about half an hour. Why don’t you and Justin hang out in front of the stadium by the entrance we came in at. I will have one of the buses swing by and pick you guys up.”
“Cool!” Danny said. “Thanks Dad.” Danny replied the information to Justin.
“Let’s go celebrate with Horst and Görlitz,” Danny suggested. “We’ve got about forty-five minutes until the bus is here.”
Nearly half the crowd had left the stands and were celebrating with the Görlitz team. Danny and Justin made their way through the throng to Horst.
“Scheiße, Peter! Das hat Spaß gemacht,” Horst exclaimed as he hugged one of his teammates. “Das müssen wir nächstes Jahr machen.” [Shit, Peter! This was fun. We have to do this again next year.]
Horst spotted Danny. He immediately hugged his new friend to celebrate. “Danny, wir haben gewonnen. Das war unglaublich.” Danny was pretty sure gewonnen meant Horst’s team won. He had learned unglaublich. It meant amazing.
“Meister von Deutschland,” Horst grinned. “Wirklich!”
“Meister?” Danny asked as Horst released his hug.
“Vezeiung,” Horst replied. “I’ll try to stick to Englisch. Champions! We are the champions of all of Deutschland!”
“You played well, Horst,” Danny replied.
“Champions! Unmöglich!” Horst crowed. “Danny, you should come to our party tonight. We’ve got a lot to celebrate.” Just then a very pretty girl sidled up to Horst and gave him a kiss on the lips. A very serious, passionate kiss on the lips.
“Hannah, wir haben gewonnen! Wir sind die Champions.” Horst repeated as he hugged the pretty girl. “Hannah, hier ist Danny Martin von den Philadelphia Eagles. Danny, das ist meine Freundin Hannah Müller.” Danny understood most of the German. Freundin was a new word for him, though it was obvious what the word meant – girlfriend.
“You must come to our ... uh, party.”
“I am not sure if my parents will allow it,” Danny said.
Horst leaned closer, “We will have many pretty girls. For a uh ... hübscher Junge such as you ... um ... verstehst du ficken?”
“Ficken?” Danny responded. “I haven’t had the word in Deutsch klasse yet.”
“Ficken isn’t a word they would teach us in Engslichunterricht either,” Horst said. He leaned in closer and formed a circle with his right thumb and index finger. He thrust his left middle finger up the hole and pumped it up and down a few times.
“The English word is fucking,” Danny said quietly. “Our teachers wouldn’t teach us that word.”
“Fucking...” Horst repeated. “I will be fucking Hannah tonight. Would you like to be fucking a hübsches Mädchen tonight?”
“It’s a tempting offer, Horst,” Danny responded quietly. “I have to pass on the offer. I have a girlfriend, a very serious girlfriend back home. She wouldn’t approve of me ficken some strange girl in Germany.”
“How would she find out?”
“Her dad is here,” Danny replied. “He is one of the quarterbacks on the Eagles.”
“Das tut mir lied,” Horst replied. [I am sorry for that.]
“Are you heading home tomorrow morning?” Danny asked, desperate to change the subject.
“No, of course not,” Horst said. “My team and the Frankfurt team earned tickets to tomorrow night’s game. I will be cheering for your father’s Eagles tomorrow night.”
Justin Stone interrupted the conversation. “We got to get out in front of the stadium, if we don’t want to miss the bus back to the hotel Danny.”
“I guess I’ve got to go, Horst,” Danny said. “It was nice to meet you. Nice to meet you too, Hannah. Congratulations on the win. Maybe we will bump into each other at the stadium tomorrow.”
Danny and Justin headed outside. “What was that last bit about, Danny?” Justin asked as they headed outside.
“Horst, the QB, invited me to a party tonight,” Danny responded.
“A pretty wild party, I am guessing?” Justin teased. “If the gesture I saw means the same thing in Germany as it does in America.”
“It does,” Danny responded. “Horst offered to get me laid tonight.”
“It was wise to turn him down,” Justin commented. “Dylan Harris would rip you a new hole if he found out you were cheating on his daughter.”
“Me getting it on with a German girl would be the least of Dylan’s concerns,” Danny answered. “If he knew what Anna and I do, he’d mur...” Danny clapped his hand over his mouth. “I’ve said to much.”
“Guy code, Danny,” Justin smirked. “I will not reveal anything. I am guessing if you went to that party tonight and got laid by a sweet German girl, it would not be the first time you got laid.”
“No, it wouldn’t be.”
“Enough said,” Justin said. The two waited quietly for about five minutes until one of the Eagles’ buses showed up to take them back to their hotel.
“The Fritzes, the Norths and our family are going to dinner together tonight,” Kyle instructed Danny as the team unloaded from the buses. “Get a shower and change into nice, but casual clothes. Meet at my room at 5:30, OK?”
“Khakis and Eagles polo, OK?” Danny asked.
“Perfect,” Kyle agreed. Danny headed to the elevators and his room. Kyle turned to confer with Ryan Reynolds.
He swiped his key card and stepped into his room, totally unprepared for the sight he found. Sara was on Davey’s bed, totally naked, her legs spread wide to accommodate Davey. His big brother was equally naked, pumping his cock in and out of Sara. The sound of the door slamming shut attracted the attention of the two lovers.
“FUCK!” David snapped as he and Sara both stared wide-eyed at the intruder. “Get the fuck out, Danny.”
“Sorry,” Danny apologized as he turned away. He saw the “Do not Disturb” sign hanging on the inside door handle. “Do not disturb, that sign might be useful if you two need privacy again on this trip.”
“Just get out,” Davey demanded.
Danny left the room and sat in the hallway outside his room. He was so frustrated. Davey and Sara were screwing in his room. Horst was going to drill Hannah that evening. He hadn’t had sex in fourteen days! That was way too long a time. Last weekend, despite an invitation to a party, he and Anna had gone to the movies in order to avoid temptation.
Today was thirteen days since Anna’s period started. Right now was Anna’s most fertile time of month. It was probably for the best that he was in Germany and Anna was back home. If they went to the inevitable party, he wasn’t sure he could stop from fucking Anna, totally unsafe or not. What was it with Catholics? Why wouldn’t Anna allow him to wear a rubber so they could have their fun and not risk him knocking her up?
Were the rumors about the venturer crew true? Did kids sneak off to screw on the camping trips? He was pretty sure Davey and Sara did at Philmont. Most likely Kaylie and Logan had too. Those two were pretty horny from what Jessie said. Jessie had gotten together with Jackson at Philmont. Danny was pretty sure he knew why too. Jessie got horny and Jackson was the best looking unattached guy in the crew who had the needed equipment. Had Jessie fucked Jackson out on the trail? Almost certainly.
After six months of overhearing nearly daily sex between Jessie and her ex-boyfriend Matt, Danny knew exactly how mellow Jessie acted after she got fucked. That was the same mellow mood she had on Saturday nights or Sunday mornings after she had a date with Jackson. Not having a car sucked, big time. Wait until he and Anna had their licenses and could find a private place to park and screw to their hearts’ contents.
Next weekend when the venturer crew went on the C&O Canal bike trip, hopefully he and Anna could find privacy Saturday night to make love. Next Saturday night would be in Anna’s safe time. The two of them could screw to their heart’s content, assuming they could find privacy away from the adults. God, sliding his bare cock into Anna’s tight, juicy pussy was the best feeling in the world.
Danny got hard thinking about all the people getting screwed. Davey and Sara right now, Horst and Hannah tonight, and most likely Mom and Dad tonight too. Would Uncle Ed and Aunt Rosa do it? How about Uncle Jeremy and Aunt Kathy? Most likely, he understood thanks to his horny parents, that adults could get just as desperate for sex as teens. The men hadn’t gotten any in at least a week. Yeah, there was going to be a lot of screwing this weekend, just none of it involving him.
Sara came out of the room six or seven minutes after Danny interrupted them. She blushed as she headed down the hallway to the room she shared with Jessie. Danny went back into his room. David was pulling on his boxers when Danny came in.
“Sorry about interrupting you two,” Danny said. “I didn’t know you were in here.”
“No big deal,” David replied. “You had a good idea. I will put out the “Do not Disturb” sign when Sara and I need privacy. You know how it is, don’t you?”
“I do.”
“What we talked about last August before I headed to school...” David asked. “Did you and Anna make a decision about being intimate?”
“We did,” Danny answered. “It has become a regular thing for us, despite our schedules.”
“You two are being safe?” ‘Safe’ was the Martin family code for not getting someone pregnant.
“Of course we are careful,” Danny replied.
“You don’t want to emulate Uncle Andy,” David laughed. He shook his head. “Fathering three kids in high school.”
“Three?” Danny asked, looking puzzled. “You ... oh ... Colin, yeah.”
“Uncle Andy knocked up Colin’s mom before he even started high school,” David stated. “Damn, he must have been a horny kid. Fathered the twins before he was in tenth grade.”
“I doubt I’ll match Uncle Andy,” Danny said. “I made it to ninth grade without knocking anyone up. I plan to follow your example and get through high school without getting any girls pregnant.”
“Um ... well...” David stammered. Danny was surprised at the guilty look David gave him. “Oh hell, you’re fourteen, I guess you’re old enough to know about this.”
“About what?”
“I got a girl pregnant ... years ago, when I was eleven,” David said quietly.
“Eleven? You have a kid who is ... what like Robbie’s age?” Danny gasped. “I always heard you lost your virginity to Mia Sorvino.”
“No, I do not have a kid and yes, I lost the cherry to Mia,” David replied. He took a deep breath and sighed.
“You lost your virginity to Mia but you got a girl pregnant, like three years earlier,” Danny stuttered. “How is this possible?”
David sighed again. “You remember when we first moved to Fox Chapel? Mrs. Bennett next door used to watch us after school.”
“Yeah, the first year we lived in Pittsburgh.”
“You remember how I was close friends with Allison Bennett?” David said. Danny nodded yes. “When we were in sixth grade and came home about forty-five minutes ahead of you, Jessie and Bobby Bennett.” Bobby was Danny’s age and grade.
“Well one afternoon in the fall, Allison and I got curious and played doctor,” David said.
“Who hasn’t?” Danny smirked. “For me, it was Amy Cermak.”
“Anyway, Allison and I enjoyed the game,” David said. “It was naughty and exciting, with Mrs. Bennett usually downstairs when we did it. The first time we didn’t do anything more than look. A few days later we got naked again and did more. We escalated to touching. Allison felt my dick and she allowed me to touch her slot. A couple weeks after starting this, Allison was stroking my little boner when I felt this urge I never felt before. I felt like I would explode and begged Allison to stop before I peed myself but she wouldn’t. Suddenly I squirted all this white stuff over her hand and my belly.”
“You started shooting,” Danny responded. “Thus, you getting her pregnant. But how could you be a virgin and get her pregnant?”
“By then, Allison was allowing me to stuff my finger up her pussy. She really enjoyed that. Bright but clueless kids that we, we decided this slippery white stuff would make a wonderful lubricant when I fingered her.”
“That would explain you still being a virgin for Mia.”
“Anyway, this went on for like three months,” David explained. “One day, soon after I turned twelve, Mrs. Bennett walked in on us. We were butt naked. I had two sperm covered fingers stuffed up her daughter’s pussy. Needless to say, the shit hit the fan that night.”
“That is why Mrs. Bennett stopped babysitting us so suddenly?”
“It is,” David agreed. “Anyway, unknown to me, not that I would have understood, Allison started her periods just before Halloween. Allison and I were clueless. Neither of us understood what the white stuff was or how her having periods impacted what we were doing. I stonewalled our parents about how long this had been going on, admitting only to the time we got caught. Allison broke under her parents’ pressure and admitted we had been doing it for three months. Mrs. Bennett took Allison to an OB/GYN, who confirmed she was pregnant. At 4’-8” tall and maybe eighty pounds, Allison was not carrying a pregnancy to term. Mom and Dad paid for Allison’s abortion.”
“Shit!” Danny said. “I am dumbfounded. I had no idea. I have no intention of following in your steps ... or Uncle Andy’s or Uncle Will’s or Uncle Hunter’s or Dad’s or Pop-Pop’s or Pop-Pop’s Dad or Great Uncle David.”
“You forgot Connor knocking up Lauren ... twice.”
“Or Connor,” Danny agreed.
“We Martins, Robinsons and Edwards are a horny bunch,” David said. “Oh, and Uncle John too. He was in college when he knocked up Aunt Pamela with Mark when they were still in college.”
“Yeah, I will try to avoid following all of you,” Danny said. “Dad said we’re all going out to a pub for dinner tonight. You probably want to shower before you dress for dinner. You reek as much as this room. Dad said dress is casual dressy. I’ll get a shower when you are done in the bathroom.”
“Thanks Danny,” David said as he pulled his boxers off and dumped them on his bed before he strolled into the bathroom.
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