While thinking about all of that, Jeremy felt a little bladder pressure that told him he'd forgotten to visit the bathroom before he went to bed. Well, with eight kids sharing just one bathroom (his folks had their own, accessed from their bedroom), it was easy enough to do – and easy enough to correct, now that everyone had been in bed for half an hour; even longer in the case of Colby, Carla, and Tracy.

Throwing the covers back, Jeremy got out of bed and made his way toward the bathroom wearing only the undershorts that he wore to bed; with so many kids in the house, they simply didn't have the time for any false modesty – or, truth be told, the money for all those bathrobes.

As he got close to the bathroom door, Jeremy saw that Dawn had failed to get her bedroom door to latch shut. The door frame was a trifle warped (something his Dad kept meaning to fix, but never quite got to), so the door had to be pushed hard to get it to latch. That same warpage would cause the door to open perhaps a inch or so. Not enough to deny Dawn any visual privacy, but certainly enough to let sound through. And that was just what Jeremy discovered happening when he got close enough: what first sounded like Dawn was suffering a stomach-ache, or some other malady. But when he stopped and listened to it again, it didn't take Jeremy long to realize that although the noise had first sounded like Dawn was in pain, it now sounded like maybe it was something else. When he heard it for a third time, it was different enough that Jeremy figured that he should maybe find out just what was causing Dawn to make those noises.

Easing the door open a little farther, Jeremy was able to stick his head into her room – and what he saw left him stunned and speechless: Dawn way laying stark naked on top of her bed covers, one hand squeezing one of her breasts while the other was busy between her spread thighs!