"C'mon we'll go out to the barn, and I'll introduce you to Champion and Brownie."
Tracy, her palms sweaty, nervously followed Christine to the stable. Laddie jumped and played beside her.
"This is going to be the best two weeks of our lives," Christine promised. They stepped in the barn, out of the summer heat. "No more pretend stories, just real fun." She giggled, tingling all over. "C'mon."
Christine stopped at Champion's stall and rubbed her hand soothingly down the horse's nose, scratching the white star between his big, soulful eyes.
"This is my dad's horse," Christine said. "Champion, this is Tracy, my friend," they giggled together. "Wait until you see his cock, Tracy. It's a damn tree trunk!"
"I can't wait to see it!" Tracy bubbled. "Ohhh, shit, I'm going crazy just thinking about what we're gonna do during these two glorious weeks together!"
"So am I," Christine confessed. "I must have played with my cunt all morning waiting for you." She escorted her friend over to the other side of the stable to her pony's stall. "Tracy, I'd like you to meet Brownie. His cock isn't as big, but it's just right for us." She gave a nervous giggle. "He creams like a fountain."
"Ooo, shit, Chrissy, when do I see something? Damn, I can't wait anymore. I'm going crazy!" She shook, standing there, knowing there were two – maybe three – cocks in the stable that she would soon be sharing with the friend. "Let me see Laddie's cock."
Christine gave her friend a hot smile. "You can see all their cock's after you take your cloths off." She leaned against Brownie's stall and waited, absent-mindedly patting her pony's snout.
"What about you, Chrissy?" Tracy asked, her heart leaping. "You gonna strip, too?"
"I will." Her eyes sparkled.
"What if somebody comes?" Tracy said, hesitating. She was just a little frightened. Stripping in the bedroom was a lot safer than doing it here.
"Nobody will. You strip. I'll close the door." She walked to the big wooden door and slipped a wooden bar through the metal hinges. "Now, nobody can get in."
Tracy laid her jeans and blouse on a bale of hay. She blushing; Laddie was sniffing her ass. His cold nose made her shiver.
Laddie persisted. The panties Tracy wore were keeping him from tasting her pussymeat. He barked, annoyed.
"Ohhhh, shit, Chrissy! Laddie wants to lick my cunt."
"Then take off your panties, and let him. He loves pussy." Christine enjoyed her friend's nervousness. It made her feel older, more mature.
Once Christine was naked, Tracy relaxed a little more and slipped off her white cotton bra. The soft curve of her tits rose and fell as she sucked in quick gulps of air. "I'm getting some tits, huh? Finally!" Tracy was proud.
"Mmmmm, they look good enough to suck again." Christine jutted out her own tits at Tracy. "Remember you said you'd lick Laddie's cum off my tits?"
Tracy's gaze riveted to Christine's tits. Her mouth dried up fast, her pussy oozing even faster. "I didn't forget," she whispered hoarsely.
"Maybe you'll lick off Brownie's cum. He squirts a lot more than Laddie does." She locked at her nervous friend and smiled. "C'mon, get your panties off."
"I am," Tracy giggled, wiggling out of her pink panties. Laddie was already licking her ass cheeks before her panties hit the ground. "Oooo, Chrissy, he's licking meee!" As she bent over to pull off her panties, she felt Laddie's tongue snaking inside her deep ass crack. "Ohhh, God, I love it. His tongue feels so good!"
"Spread you legs for him, Tracy," Christine suggested.
Tracy remained bent over, not able to move. Her cherry pussy was being touched for the first time with something other than her own fingers. She groped for her friend, who was seated on a bale of hay, watching.
Christine squirmed on the coarse hay. It scratched her oozing pussy. "Tracy, you look real good bent over like that. I can't see Laddie's tongue, though; is he licking your pussy?"
"Yeahhhh!" Tracy raised her head. Her passion-glazed brown eyes met Christine's baby-blues. Tracy's mouth was parted in a heavy pant. Excitement glittered in her eyes. The dog's tongue was slithering between her gooey cuntlips. "Oh, God, Chrissy… I'm gonna fall…"
Naked and hot, Tracy stumbled on her way over to be near her friend. She swooned; Laddie walked with her. His nose and constantly-licking tongue never left her pussy.
Tracy never made it. She swooned when Laddie's tongue delved deep inside her cunt, then crumbled to the earthen floor.
Laddie's snout and long, slippery tongue found her pussy again. Standing between Tracy's outstretched legs, the dog slithered through the warmth of her syrupy cunt with his whiplike tongue.
Wiggling on her back, her legs wide apart, Tracy creamed the dog's snout. "Oh! Uh! Uh!" Her girlish hips humped; her slender legs jerked; her body spasmed. "I'm… coming, Chrissy!" The dog's snout burrowed between her buttery pussy lips. "God, I'm coming!"
She twitched – a tingling mass of writhing flesh. The persistent golden retriever attacked her creaming cunt with his long rubbery tongue, turning her into a writhing mass of flesh.
Laddie wanted more cunt sauce. His muzzle worked overtime; his bluish-red tongue licked the cushiony entrance to the teen's frothy cunt.
In the throes of climax, Tracy rolled from side to side on the floor, keeping her legs spread. Her cunt bubbled with hot and liguidy cum. "Ohhh, God, I'm coming all over the fucking dog!" She twisted, her body jerking in bliss.
Laddie's tongue whipped through her juicy cunt. The sticky coating adhered to his snout, jowls, and digging tongue. His tongue was quick and light one minute, then arduous the next, lingering inside the bubbly entrance to Tracy's succulent pussymeat. He lavished his tongue on the delicate morsel of cuntflesh laid out before him, his cock peeking slowly out of his sheath.
Tracy twisted against the dog's digging tongue – her cunt full of oozing fuck cream. She hauled her weak body to her knees in an unsuccessful effort to get away from the horny dog and stop her mind-boggling orgasm. It was useless; his tongue reamed the entrance to her brown-haired pussy; cum gushed over his snout. Tracy fell backwards again, unable to fight the dog or her sensational climax.
Laddie's prick began to expand to its full length. He was becoming aroused, ready to release his churning load of jism. His red-beamed cock jutted out menacingly.
Tracy sprawled out on her back and humped her cherry cunt into the dog's slinking tongue and hard snout. "I'm coming!" she squealed. Her childlike voice was high-pitched, uncontrolled. She writhered on the ground, ass jerking, hips lunging. She humped up, her cunt gushing buttery fuck cream, her orgasm whipping through her and ending as fast as it had begun. Tracy shook in the quit aftermath.
"Oh… oh… aaahhh…" she sighed. "Chrissy, help me…" The brown-eyed teenager pulled herself upright, attempting to get away from Laddie's perpetually moving tongue. "Help…" She was too weak to escape the dog's insistent desire.
"Heel!" Christine commanded. "Heel!"
Laddie's snout came off the teen's gooey cunt. He barked his protest, but obeyed. He obediently sat, his tongue drooping, his eyes pleading, his tail swishing along the ground, stirring up hay and dirt.
"Oooo, Chrissy," Tracy moaned dully. She finally managed to pull herself up next to her friend, plopping down on another bale of hay. "I don't believe how fabulous that was. It happened so quick… I… didn't know what was happening to me." She sat trembling, her strength returning. "It was the most fantastic thing in my whole life."
"A lot more to come," Christine promised. "It was just the beginning. You only had a taste of what country life is all about."
"God, nothing can be better than what I just went through," Tracy's dark restless eyes picked up the red pointed tip of Laddie's cock. He was quietly waiting for Christine to take care of him.
"Chrissy, look." Tracy pointed to the formidable doggie cock jutting out to its full length. Red. Glistening. Bloated. "God, his cock looks so big."
"I'm saving Laddie until last," Christine told her friend, jumping off the hay, her tits bouncing. "I'm gonna show you a giant cock!"
"The horse?" Tracy's voice cracked with emotion. "Won't we get hurt?"
Christine smiled at her timid friend. "He's gentle."
The tall blonde teenager walked over to Champion's stall with an air of confidence. After opening the stall door, she led the sleek quarter horse out.
"Easy, boy," she soothed, showing off in front of her friend. She patted the white star on the horse's head, between his wide eyes. "Easy, boy, we just want to see your prick."
Christine felt older than her friend, flaunting her sexual know-how with animals. She was going to have some fun coaxing her friend, who had suddenly turned bashful at the sight of the large horse.
"Ohhhh, shit, Chrissy!" Tracy said, wide-eyed. "Jesus Christ – look at him! He'd rip us apart with that gigantic cock. Look at it; it's just hanging there!"
Christine laughed. "I know. Someday through, I'm gonna fuck him." The young blonde dropped to her knees and grabbed Champion's thick, bloated cock.
Champion snorted, his head tossing high. He pawed and stomped the ground, feeling the child's fingers surrounding his giant, cum-swelled prick.
Frightened out of her wits. Tracy gasped and retreated to the opposite side of the stable, away from the restless animal.
"He's okay, Tracy. Pretty soon, he'll be as calm as Brownie when I play with him."
She got up and took the excited horse back to his stall. She crossed the stable to her pony and scratched his head. "Now, Brownie lets me play with him all I want. He's gentle as a lamb. Ain'tcha, boy?"
The pony whinnied and shook his golden mane. His big brown eyes were soft and gentle.
"Don't be chicken, Tracy, I want you with me. We can both play."
"Maybe I should start out with Laddie first," Tracy meekly. "Okay?"
"Not Laddie," Christine giggled, enjoying her friend's obvious nervousness. "I'm saving his cock to break your cherry today." Christine led the gentle pony into the center of the stable. Wrapping her arm around his neck, she squeezed her tits into his dark-chocolate-colored coat. "Mmmmmm, you feel good, Brownie."
A wheezing gasp came out of Tracy's parted mouth. "No, Chrissy. Not today."
"When?" Christine grabbed the pony by his tough mane and pulled herself up onto his back. "When do you want to lose your cheery?"
Tracy gulped. She sought some way out. "Before I leave. I promise I'll do it next week."
Christine pressed her pussy into the pony's back. She clutched his neck, her long legs bracketing his flanks. Her hips rocked slowly back and forth, her cunt gliding wetly. She felt the smooth soft hair of the pony's coat when she humped back and the rough prickling texture of his hair when she rocked forward. The exquisite sensation drove her insane.
"Ohhhh, Tracy, it's fantastic!" Christine sighed. "You can sit up here and cream yourself all day long." A rumbling wave of pleasure through her body made Christine sway. She trembled on the pony, working herself up slowly, her pussy overflowing. "Oooo, Tracy, this feels… Ahhhh… so… wonderful!" She leaned forward, her tits crushing into the pony's mane. As her ass jerked, fuck cream gushed from her cunt.
Tracy watched in total fascination. Her own body felt tingly, as if the pleasure Christine was enjoying reached her, too. "You coming, Chrissy?"
"Just enough to keep me red-hot." Christine carefully eased herself off the pony. She was going to show her friend everything today – all the fun of country living. She stroked her fingers through her hot wet pussy and brought out a filmy gob of pussy-cream. "See?"
Tracy wondered what was in store for her.
Christine smiled. "It's great not being cherry." She got down on the dirt floor underneath the pony, staring directly at his cock. She giggled when she heard the sound of Tracy sucking in her breath.
"Watch this, Tracy." Christine brought her hands up to the heavy skin surrounding Brownie's pony-cock. She stroked it carefully. "Wait until you see his cock hard."
Tracy squatted down on the floor, getting as close as possible. Her devouring curiosity had placed her fear in a far corner of her mind. "How does it feel, Chrissy?"
"Touch him and find out." Christine's hands were busy working their magic on the pony's growing prick. "His cock'll be hard in minutes."
Tracy reached out, her fingers skipping over the growing thickness of the pony's cock. "Aaaaah!" she sighed. When she touched the pony-cock, a tremor sizzled up her arm. "Damn."
Christine concentrated on what she was doing. She stroked the thick skin back and forth slowly, her fingers drifting up and down the shaft. The gigantic prick made its appearance. The bigger it got, the hotter Christine became, the noisier Tracy's breathing became.
"See?" Christine whispered to Tracy. "God, I can't wait until it fits all the way in me."
Christine swooned; Brownie's cock was sticking out a mile – thick, swollen, ready for pussy. "You play with him now." Christine rolled out from under the pony to make room for her friend.
Tracy shook her head. "Not yet. Let me start with Laddie."
The pony's cock frightened her. Nothing that big would ever fit into her body. "Let me play with Laddie instead."
Christine shook her head and walked the pony back to his stall. He snorted and shook his mane. Christine soothed him. "Don't be impatient, Brownie. I'll get you off later." She gave her friend a glance. "Maybe Tracy will." Christine locked him inside the stall and turned to Tracy. "You can get Laddie hard, okay?"
Enthusiastically, Tracy nodded in agreement. The dog seemed less dangerous now that she had seen the monster cocks of the horse and pony. "You show me how."
Christine slapped her thighs, and Laddie came loping over. "C'mon. Laddie, we're gonna play." She led him to a pile of loose hay, easing him onto his side. "C'mon down and play, Tracy, he's all yours." Christine moved aside, resting the dog's head in her lap.
Tracy got comfortable in the hay, hesitating. "I'm nervous."
"So was I," Christine reminded her, "but you said don't be, remember? Now, it's yours turn to be brave."
Tracy gulped and nodded. Her fingers touched the hairy cock sheath. She jumped when Laddie whimpered.
"When you get him hard, you can watch him fuck me," Christine said. "In the ass."
Tracy darted a sharp glance at her friend. "You're kidding! I'd be afraid."
"I'm dying to find out how it feels. His tongue in my ass was fantastic, so his cock ought to be better."
Tracy let out a low whistle. "I'd still be afraid." Her hand never left Laddie's sheath. "A cock if different than a tongue."
"Once you lose your cherry, everything else is easy. You'll see."
"Oooo, look, Chrissy! It's peeking out." Tracy's hand became more urgent, her fingers stroking with desire.
Christine patted the dog's head on her lap, keeping him calm. Her younger, less experienced friend was hardening his prick with her small, delicate touches. "Get his cock nice and big for me, Tracy. Don't be afraid. He won't bite."
Christine was beginning to regret what she had said to her friend in a moment of bragging. She had not planned on Laddie fucking her asshole; the words had just flowed out. Now, she was committed. She became entranced with Tracy's jerking hand.
Tracy's hot, wide-eyes gaze was locked on Laddie's growing prick. It was just like Christine had told her. Her fingers drifted up and down the hairy sheath and smoothed over his balls for a second. They felt heavy. She knew why, and it made her dizzy.
Laddie's head twisted in Christine's lap, his tongue slapping over Tracy's hand. He whimpered and thumped his tail excitedly, his prick enlarging.
Christine stroked Laddie's head, feeling the rest of his body tremble. "He likes it, Tracy."
Tracy shivered; the touch of his sliding tongue was a reminder of how fantastic it had felt on her pussy. "I like doing this," she whispered, getting hotter by the minute. She smoothed her hand down, pushing at the sheath, exposing more of the aroused dog's prick. "God!"
"Wait until it all sticks out. You'll just cream yourself." Christine kept brushing the dog's golden coat with her hand. As his prick grew larger and larger, she became more fearful about his bloated cock plundering her asshole.
"He's almost there!" Tracy exclaimed.
"Hurry, get him hard!" Christine urged. She wanted to get it over with; the sooner he fucked her ass, the sooner it would be over. "Hurry, Tracy!"
"I am! I am!" Tracy worked both hands on the dog's red, sticky prick. Her eyes bugged out with every tug on his fucker. Inch after hard red inch poked out of the hiding place. "He's getting harder! Bigger!" Tracy panted. "You really gonna let him fuck you in the ass?"
"Uh-huh," Christine confirmed, her gaze stuck on the menacing length of prickmeat. Laddie began to twitch and jerk on his side, his ass humping, his cock whipping through Tracy's urgent fist. He whined, twisted, and looked up into Christine's face.
"He's ready," Christine gasped. "Ohhh, shit, I'm getting nervous." She placed Laddie's head on the bale of hay as she got down on her knees, leaning over another bale. The coarse bed of hay prickled her tits. "You help him, Tracy. Help his get his cock in my ass!"
Tracy let go of Laddie's giant prick. "You really going to do this?"
Before Christine could answer. Laddie had jumped to his feet and was running his tongue up and down through Christine's ass crack.
"Ohhhhh, God… it… feels… so… good!" Christine sighed.
Laddie whimpered; Christine was shaking her ass in his face. His tongue swiped through her deep dark ass crack like a snake, leaving a trail of doggie saliva.
Tracy glared hotly at her friend's wrinkled, pinkish-brown asshole, shiny and wet with Laddie's drool. Tracy was piping-hot, anticipating the giant doggie cock slipping into that tiny fuck hole. "Isn't it going to hurt, Chrissy?"
"Ohhhh, shit, Tracy, get him on my back!" Christine was desperate, shaking from a confusing mixture of lust and panic. Each emotion drew energy from the other.
The tension in the stable was thick enough to cut with a knife. Brownie sensed it; he was pawing the earth, his huge head swaying to and fro, his breathing noisy. Champion kicked up heels and drove his hoofs into the rear wall of the stall, neighing loudly, his head swinging.
Tracy stroked the dog's back, then attempted to lift his heavy frame. It wasn't necessary. "Ohhh, Chrissy, he's too heavy!"
Laddie already knew what was expected of him. Whenever his cock was jerked into a hard stiff beam of cockflesh, he was always satisfied. Either with Christine's hand or pussy. This time, it would be her tight, clenching ass.
Laddie leaped up on Christine's back, his long red cock already jabbing. His front paws clung to her smooth silky back, like he had done many time before. Whimpering, yelping in agitation, he blindly stabbed. His aim was poor.
"Help him!" Christine squealed in panic. "Grab his cock and stick it in my ass!" She held still, waiting for the first brutal stab of his cock. "Hurry!"
Shaking, her mind reeling under the barrage of sexual stimuli, Tracy gripped the dog's stabbing red cock. She gasped; it was sticky and rock-hard. Tracy swallowed uneasily, ready to aim in at her friend's asshole. "You sure, Chrissy?"
"Stick his cock in! Hurry! In my ass!" Christine insisted.
A bolt of lightning shot up Tracy's arm as she felt his prick plunge into Christine's ass.
Christine's head snapped; Laddie had lanced her asshole, his cock jabbing relentlessly. "Ayyieeeee!" Her eyes rolled. "He's in me… Ohhh, Christ!"
The sensations were eerie. She lowered her head onto the hay, and she floundered, her ass skewered with doggie prick. She weathered the brutal, demonic attack.
"How does it feel?" Tracy gasped, seeing a side of Christine's contorting face. She couldn't tell if her friend was in agony or bliss. "Tell me." Her hand was still under the dog, feeling his violent fuck lunges. She shuddered with each one.
"Unnnnnnn…" Christine groaned, her face beet-red, his eyes wide and glassy. She forced herself to speak. "Like a fucking… enema." Her eyes rolled. "Ohhh, Tracy!" She was swooning. "Fabulous… it hurts so good." She was delirious with joy. Her body absorbed the jerky thrusts of the huge beast with agonizing pleasure.
Tracy dropped back in the hay to watch. Her gaze was riveted to the dog and the moaning girl. Tracy's pussy was hot and wet, squishing down in the prickling ends of the stiff hay. She sighed and placed her hand between Laddie's two powerful hind legs, caressing his balls. Her fingers eased up to the base of his lunging cock.
"Mmmmmm," she murmured, touching Christine's ass crack as the dog crammed his cock to the hilt. Hot charges of bliss shot through Tracy's tight cherry cunt. She almost fainted, but Christine's squealing voice brought her out of it.
"He's fucking me to death!" Christine clawed the hay, raising her head. Her body jerked forward with each hard-hitting slam the dog gave her. The strange exotic feeling of his stiff cock deep inside her ass and her swirling in a storm of lust. "God, I love it!"
She heard the jittery animals in the stalls, blocked out all the raucous din, and keyed her senses to Laddie and his ass-splitting cock.
Laddie, yipping helplessly, fucked in and out of the teenager's asshole at blinding speed. His naturally greased cock sliced like a knife. Tracy's fingers made him dance from one leg to another.
"Aggghhhlll!" Christine gurgled, when her ass was stuffed with cock. Her body became welded to the bale of hay. The ends of the hay prickled her clit and ignited a volley of explosions. Each slam of Laddie's powerful body rammed the slivers of hay into her clit. It drove her mad.
"Laddie! Laddie!" Christine's upper body twisted. Her tits became bruised and scratched as she drove herself forward. An eruption began to brew deep within her body. An eruption began to brew deep within her body. It couldn't be restrained. "Laddie!"
The dog's ceaseless pounding seemed to increase. His cum-bloated balls blasted, aching with relief. He howled; his cock spewed; Christine squealed.
"He's coming!" Christine howled in bliss. "Tracy… he's squirting!"
Hot cum sprayed from the tip of Laddie's prick when it was rammed into the teenager's tight ass. He flooded her narrow ass channel with a sea of jizz. He howled in relief, his lips drawn back over his dangerous-looking fangs. His back legs gave him support to savagely split her asshole apart. His front paws clutched at her sides.
Christine's wrenching body was blanketed with the dog's golden coat. She supported his pounding weight, barely holding up under his dynamic fuck thrusts.
Christine held her breath. Her orgasm ripped through her body, fed by the dog's relentlessly pounding cock and the hay scratching her hard, sensitive clit.
"I'm coming!" The explosion, deep in her empty pussy, spread like wild fire to engulf her entire shaking body. "I'm coming!" Warm gushing pussy-cream flooded her empty cunt, the muscled pulsing jealously for the doggie cock fucking her ass.
Her asshole received the strokes of Laddie's thick-beamed cock. She went soaring into heavenly bliss. The intensity of her orgasm almost rendered her unconscious. Her excited screams and the pleasure careening through her body kept her fuzzily alert.
"He's drowning me in cum!" she screamed shrilly. She thrashed under the merciless jabs of the climaxing whimpering dog. "I'm frowning in it. God!" Her hips churning, she used her asshole to squeeze Laddie's rupturing cock.
Laddie's high-pitched doggie yelps filled the barn along with Christine's shrill screams. Laddie drove his prick hard and fast, skewered her body with a steady barrage of squirting stabs. His balls never seemed to drain. His hind legs staggered, and he howled, gaining a foothold again. He crammed his cock into her tiny shit hole, fucking her into bliss.
Tracy watched it all, absorbed every nuance. She knew it would happen to her, too, and she wanted to be prepared. Warm fuck cream oozed from her cherry pussy, and she stroked her cunt labs with one hand. Her other hand fondled Laddie's swinging balls.
Christine squirmed in the throes of orgasm, twisting against Laddie's spurting cock.
Laddie kept on jabbing. His fuck strokes were greased by her cum-stuffed asshole. With every plunge, the gooey mixture squirted out of her ass and dribbled out onto his balls. But with every forward thrust, he shot more cum into her shitter.
Christine's upper body wrenched in spasms; her hips jerked and twisted, and her ass clenched the dog's cock. She was at the mercy of the crazed, horny beast and her orgasm. Neither were merciful.
Laddie jabbed; Christine lunged back. Whining like a puppy, the dog plowed the full length of his prick into the teenager's receptive asshole. His balls were finally drained, but her gripping and clenching ass refused to let his cock go.
Christine was floating on a cloud. She pushed back, urging the dog to greater feats of endurance. She shook her ass, used her newly discovered muscles on his doggie cock and creamed, her pussy flowing with a deluge of cum. She scraped her tit in the hay, ground her clit into it at the same time, and skittered into oblivion.
She screamed and collapsed. She had finally succumbed to the overpowering intensity of her first ass-fuck. She panted with exhaustion, the dog's cock still stuck in her ass.
Laddie's prick was shrinking, and it slowly came out her viselike asshole. He yanked himself free at the time her ass muscles relaxed, his prick coming out with a loud pop. He sniffed her ass where his cum was oozing out, and he casually swiped up the dribbling jism.
Tracy watched and heaved a tremulous sigh, "Are you all right?"
Christine rolled onto her back, a dreamy expression on her face. "Ooh, shit, Tracy! It was fantastic! I can feel his cum in me." She sat up and moaned. Her muscles ached in silent protest. "Let's go back in the house. I'm beat. I don't think I can do another thing."
"Let me get the pony off," Tracy pleaded. "I wanna see him come." The memory of Brownie's long hulking cock had been etched in her brain. She was drying to get her hands around its bulky width and feel his sticky cum spraying her naked body. "Please. Brownie's cock's nice and hard still." She was looking down into his stall, glaring at the thick piece of pony cock hanging from between his hind legs.
"Okay," Christine moaned. "I'll lick it off you when he's done."
Tracy stayed at the door to his stall, waiting for Christine to walk him out. "Hurry, before I chicken out."
Later, after Brownie had drenched Tracy in pony-cum and Christine had licked her friend clean, the two girls emerged into the adolescent passions sated for the moment.
Christine's father pulled into the driveway as the two giggling teenagers were about to climb the stairs into the the house. "C'mon girls," Craig called from the truck. "Get dressed for dinner."
Christine waved. "We'll be ready in a few minutes."
The two girls ran into the house, laughing. For now, they were just two kids going out to dinner.