.. Junior is the third and I can tell you right now ... don't call her Third or Trey ... she has a cousin Trey." Trey is a pain in my fundament," said...Junior ... trying to be polite but she spoiled it by slapping herself on the ass. "Big pain!"Too agreed, "Trey is a real problem ... all of the cousins are. As much as I hate to say it ... Junior is special. Junior ... quit grinning."Sarah needed to get the news to her parents, "I really need to tell mom and dad what has happened." She explained. Plunkett from his ChasteBois support group and indeed, he’d mowed the guy’s lawn.“Hey Mr. Plunkett, how’s it going?” Spalding asked in a friendly voice. Darrell looked up and grinned.“How’s it going, Spalding? You missed the last Chastebois meeting.” Darrell lowered his voice when he said this, although the streets in their suburban neighborhood were deserted.“Yeah, we had an away game, and didn’t get back on the bus until seven Sunday night. Hey, it’s none of my business, but how did it go. Too many worries. It's just the Ladies Club now." We'll keep our sex to ourselves, and to our bedroom," Bret added. "We don't want to rock any boats." What do you think?" I asked Maria."Let's give it a try for a month or so. If it works out, we'll keep on with it for a while. If not, at least you've had a month where you didn't have to worry about a roof over your head."So we shook hands and sealed the deal, and they moved in the following day. We were all surprised at how well we worked. What if the farm was targeted at the same time? Why did you come back here --to a known location-- before you knew it was safe and secure?”She took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down, then added, “Obviously, we have gotten slack over the past two years. For that I blame myself.”I could tell she was serious. I also had to agree with her. She was the expert.“You’re right, Alison,” I said. “I should have alerted Tiffany immediately. Hitting my tracker was the obvious way to do it, and I.