Having never had to help in the kitchen at home, Brett was a total klutz. It was all Connie and Alex, the boy working with them, could do to keep a st...aight face. They had been well drilled, though. He was surprisingly hungry, considering the trauma he had been through. Probably the fact that he wore shorts made a difference.Connie was good. She managed to look genuinely sorry when she came up to Brett when he had finished cleaning up from dinner and asked for the shorts. In truth, she could. Walking along the grass towards it, I couldn't help but wonder. Could trees actually be able to communicate? Or was this some sort of psychological warfare by people who could send signals into the wood? The buzzing seemed to grow in strength as I approached a crook in the trunk, and much to my surprise, I found an old flip phone getting a call. Fear and excitement coursed through me as I tugged it out of the crevice. This could either be a really bad thing or the best thing that could have. "Just don't think that because it's prom you're going to get any from me. You've got Gemma for that!"And I did spend the night with Gemma, but Helen stayed with us remarkably late. We dropped her off when Gemma indicated that we could do that, or Helen could watch us go at it. Helen demurred, and we dropped her off before I took Gemma to a nice hotel and tried to say good bye to her in a proper and fitting way.The second surprising turn of events occurred during a conversation I had with Cheri.. Her stomach flipped and she felt alive. Angus sensed her waning composure and with one hand, gripped her even tighter to him, steadying her on her feet. With his free hand, Angus slipped his hand between their bodies and opened his robe, then let it fall to the floor behind him. Once he was bare, he stepped closer to Erin, and slid both hands down and over the curve of her ass, cupping her cheeks as he pushed his cock against her belly. Erin immediately gasped into their kiss and Angus groaned.