"I love him..."

"And it will stay there until you tell him how you feel." Kathryn said as she saw Jeremy step out of the bathroom down the hall. Behind Courtney. A spark of an idea hit. "So have you figured out how you feel?"

Courtney nodded at that, unaware that Jeremy was walking up behind her. He heard the question and stopped in his tracks.

Kathryn smiled gently at the younger girl, "Go ahead. It's best to say it aloud. It feels more real when you do it."

"I love him. I want what you and Bryan, my mother and father, and his mother and father have. A life partner. I...I want his children. Not yet, mind you...but if it happened I know he'd be there for me. Like he always is." Courtney said, her words sounding more confident as she said it. "He's my rock. My Anchor. No matter what I know he is always there for me."

Kathryn watched Jeremy's jaw drop to his ankles out of the corner of her eye. Kathryn nodded, "That's what I thought. And why haven't you told him that? You've known each other for...basically your whole lives."

"I don't want him to think I'm easy. To think I'm just some easy lay."

"I'd never think that of you Courtney." Jeremy said in a blurt.

Courtney shrieked and spun. "You...you...how long were you there? Where were you?"

"I, uh, had to go to the bathroom to, uh, take care of something." Jeremy said, blushing enough for Kathryn to guess what he had to take care of, which explained the flush in his face. "And I came out as my aunt asked you to express how you feel about me. You know the most amazing thing about it? Your feelings?"

"What?" Courtney asked, hope in her voice.

"I always thought you were my rock. My anchor. I mean we live in a town that prays to the Goalposts. It's mass is on Friday nights. But you kept me centered."

Courtney nodded, "Well...it's what my mom did for my dad. It worked for them..."

"It took a long time though, as I recall." Kathryn answered, "She almost married an abusive prick before your dad came to his senses. You two have a chance to do it right. From the beginning."

Jeremy looked down at Courtney. He raised a hand and gently cupped her small cheek in his large hand. He grinned as she rubbed her face in his hand, "Would you like to just...go with it now?"

Courtney smiles at him, her teenage hormones running at light speed, "Take me."

Kathryn gasped, "Hold it."

The teens looked at her in surprise.

"I was going to wait...and I didn't want to do it this way since you , Jeremy, are my nephew. But She is a small girl, and you are a large boy. Taking can happen later. You have to prepare her. My friend Sandy in there had her first time by being taken. And she was injured. That prick tore something in her. I don't want that and neither do the two of you. Now if you are intent on doing it now then you are doing it under the supervision of four adults. And that is final." Kathryn said, her voice and face serious.