It was contagious. As before they went in through the back door leaving the dogs in the garden.In the kitchen there was silence as Emma poured their c...ffee and they sat down opposite each other at the kitchen table."Well?" asked Emma still smiling."Very and all the more so for seeing you."If she had been twenty years younger Emma would probably have blushed, looked down or both. Instead, if anything, her smile grew broader."Same here." Done anything exciting this week?" Nope. You?"Jerry shook. “No. You could be grounded for a month instead. Your choice.”Gerry went to the kitchen muttering under his breath. I assumed it was the same thoughts I’d had for my mom when she’d assigned me chores.“What would you like me to play?” Fawn asked, looking directly at me.“Whatever you’d like. I love Mozart, but Vivaldi or Schubert would be great as well.”“Then how about Spring, from Vivaldi’s Four Seasons?” she asked.“Perfect,” I replied with a nod.She played wonderfully, and about ten minutes. ." I smirked, looking at both Kate and Theresa, both of whom seemed a bit anxious about their children 'getting together'.Joey stammered out "Annie ... I like you. You're pretty, you like a lot of the things I like, you are a great artist, we like the same music. I ... hope you like me, too."It was entertaining to watch Annie launch herself at Joey and they both ended up on the floor as she hugged and kissed the boy. I turned to Kate and Theresa, saying "I don't think we need to have her tell. He hurried to pick up the buckets and wash gear to put into the garage so he could get out of sight. When he enters the dark detached garage it is cooler and comfortably out of sight of the house. He drops the car wash stuff in a pile on the floor and reaches down to his swollen dick and squeezes his head to try and calm his erection before he has to go into the house. It is not working, but rather he is getting harder and the images of Sissy’s breasts mashed against the drivers window soapy.