Go for a walk. Meet an acquaintance

With a momentary wish that you still had the recuperative powers of youth, you head downstairs and leave the cottage. Wanting some fresh air to clear your head and not wanting to be tempted by the noises of rutting that you have no doubt will soon be emanating from Brian's room.

You've just reached the path when a tap of a horn startles you. Turning you see a motorcycle coasting down the path, a leather clad, helmeted rider aboard. It brakes to a stop beside you, and Donna Considine's voice greets you as she takes off her helmet.

"I was just out on the highway blowing the dust off," she laughs. "A great way to unwind. How are you Mason? I understand I have you and Coach Watts to thank for getting Valerie Cummins back on the soccer team. Although I don't know if that's a blessing or a curse. Diane Naylor seems to think the two of you have worked a minor miracle in reaching the little bitch. What did you do, take my advice and spank her?" she grins, studying your face then chuckling throatily. "You did, didn't you? That's excellent! And Coach Watts too I hope. Just what the brat needs, although now you'll have to deal with her panting after both of you."

She suddenly looks more closely at you, then raises an eyebrow and touches a finger to the fabric of Valerie's panties that's sticking out of your shirt pocket, before giving you another grin. You feel your face grow warm as she chuckles. "A little souvenir? Don't worry, your secret is safe with me. Frankly, I think it's exactly what she needs." She glances up at your cabin with a thoughtful smile. "Coach Watts is busy, I imagine. I was thinking of dropping by to say hello, but perhaps this isn't the best time. Take care Mason," she says, letting the bike roll forward. "It's a jungle here."