When Janet woke up, both she and Cheryl were wrapped up once again in the quilt. Cheryl was washing and cooling Janet's face with a damp cloth. Cheryl hugged her and kissed her.

"Honey, honey," Cheryl said, "for a minute I thought you were dead. Jeez, you must have had a good one!"

Janet kicked off the quilt. She stretched. "Christ, I must have really been horny! I should never have let my pussy get that horny. Next time it might kill me." She was half serious.

Cheryl laughed. "All you gotta do is rub off that hot pussy of yours before things get out of hand. You've gotta learn that you can't always have a hot cock when your pussy starts tingling. Having those three stud brothers, you're just spoiled. If you were me, you'd learn to jack off once or twice before bedtime, and then once again during the night if you happen to wake up. It works wonders."

"OK, Ann Landers," Janet said, jumping out of bed. "But I'd better be going now before it gets light. I wouldn't want the neighbors to think I'm a filthy little slut running around naked all night."

"Even though you are one," Cheryl said.

"Look who's talking," Janet said, opening the window. The cold morning air made her breath steam.

"I know why you're really running off in such a hurry," Cheryl said. "You're afraid one of your brothers will wake up with a hard-on without you being there to take care of it." Cheryl was right.

CHAPTER TWO

Pancakes and pork sausages. Yuk! Willy Manners peered up at his mother and father across the breakfast table. They were safely tucked away behind their morning newspapers. Clouds of blue cigarette smoke indicated that they were heavily engrossed in the latest news gossip. Maybe if he was real quiet he could slip out the back door, dump his breakfast over the fence – the neighbor's dog loved pancakes and pork sausages – and slip back inside without either of his parents detecting the criminal act. He jammed his middle finger down the center of the stack of browned pancakes and he pumped it in and out a few times. Fuck breakfast, he thought.