Then just when we were about to climax, Emma bursted though Stella's door. "Sis?!" Emma said shocked. We both finally orgasmed, screaming each other's...names. Stella also looked shocked. She threw a blanket at me, to cover myself. Stella wrapped her bathrobe around herself as well. "Emma! Didn't I tell you not to bother me!?" Yes but," Emma paused. "I heard screaming and I thought you two were murdering each other! I was just trying to protect you Stella!" "You better not tell mom. Understood?. He supposed it did. At least, a lot of kids came up and wished Steve luck in the game. That was always nice.The football player looked at the flute headjoint and said, “So now you’re a member of the band.”“Not yet. I’m still learning to blow,” Danny said looking down at the headjoint in his hand.“You know that we can never be friends now. You’re a band person ... ugh! Football players are supposed to stuff band people in trashcans.”Danny looked at him as if to say, “Are you crazy? We both know. There was enthusiastic acceptance of our offer and the promise of an invitation from them in the near future. Their home was getting organized.Jo insisted on contributing to the food, explaining that their kitchen was now operating and fully stocked. She brought potato salad and three-bean salad to our small party. Doug brought another bouquet of flowers but got down on one knee to present to Ginger as an offering to the prettiest and nicest women he’d ever met, except, of course, for Jo and. ”Colonel Maggie glared at me and interrupted, “ ... Jack, you might be on my good side for showing me what John can really do if he gets good food supplies, but you’d better not push your luck because I’m sure John could use someone to peel potatoes in the kitchen.”Then she looked at some paperwork on her desk, gave me a wicked grin that I sure as hell didn’t like and said with a taunt in her voice, “He’s not a Corporal, but I’m sure he will be perfect for the job.”I backpedaled, “Sir, I’m not.