" I dismissed what he said as I continued to play the game with Mike as nothing had happened, but my mind kept racing back to the twins being na...ed. I glanced down at my tent in my jeans.A couple of weeks and several billion hard-ons later, Mike asked me to stay the night. Which my parents had never let me stay the night at someone’s house before, but my dad was away truck driving and my mom was the soul person to make the decisions, which she had finally gave in to let me. My mom. My heart thundered in my chest. I bit my lower lip as I slipped out of the classroom and into the hallway.“Hair Trigger!” Samantha said, grinning. She stepped up to me and raised her hand.I gave her a half-hearted high five.“Oh, don’t be glum,” Samantha said. “I’m just kidding. Everyone knows you’re not that. I mean, I heard you made Monica Rocha scream her head off earlier.”“Yeah,” I said, my cheeks burning.“And Genevieve has been pimping you out to every girl she knows.” Samantha sighed. “The. Mr. Stevens, Mr. Abbott, Mrs. Sauder and Mr. Mitchell were the board members from my troop. Mr. Diffenbach represented the council on the board.I was nervous when I started out, but I got comfortable after about fifteen minutes. The questions were easy. We talked about the things I did in scouts. We talked about leadership. They asked questions about my project. We talked for almost twenty minutes about the Scout Oath and Scout Law. The whole thing took about forty-five minutes. The board. We’re no threat to your little tin-pot kingdom, okay? There is absolutely no reason to chase us,” Bill insisted.“That’s not gonna work for me, Duckman. You got you some ladies with ya, and that means you’re coming in. Capice? Ladies and probably guns, too, both of which we want. So, if you know what’s good for ya, you’ll turn yourselves in, and if you’re lucky, you’ll get to fuck the women once a month, if you don’t mind some blood on your pricks!” Powerball demanded.“Powerball, those women.