James and Marna (after dinner)

"Grandma, I'm going to walk Marna home."

Gemma smiled "That's fine dear. The Swallow leaves with the afternoon tipe from Islis, so don't walk her home all night."

Marna, who had been finishing off her tea, almost choked in embarrassment.

"Don't be scandalized, I was your age once, and pregnant. Our hormones do loopy things at this time. And it's going to be a bit after they leave that you can..."

"Okay!" James blushed a furious red as he looked at his future wife, "We get the picture, Grandmother."

Julien was red as well, holding back laughter to avoid further embarrassment to his brother and future sister.

James quickly helped Marna out of her chair, and the pair beat a hasty retreat.

"Oh, how embarrassing. I mean..were we that transparent?" Marna asked as she settled into James' arms sitting on a grassy hill overlooking Highever.

"I don't know...maybe she figured out your hand was in my lap between courses." James answered, his arms wrapped around his fiance, cupping her left breast, her nipple poking the palm of his hand.

Marna smiled, "Perhaps. Speaking of which..." Marna undoes the belt of her sisters dress, and after a bit of squirming lefts dress over her head to reveal her nearly nude form. "I believe we should follow your grandmothers advice."

"I agree. One moment though." James got up and walked to the tree stump that he had hid the basket behind earlier. "Here, put your sister's dress in here while I spread my patented Anti-Twig Device."

"Your what?" Marna asked as she folded her sister's dress carefully.

"My Anti- Twig Device." James said, smiling as he held it up.

"A blanket?"

"Well, yes I guess that's the common term." James said, faux haughtily.

He quickly spead the blanket on the ground while Marna placed her sister's dress in the basket. "There, no twigs'll poke either of us."

"Oh, you're so smart!" Marna exclaimed with a giggle. "But I'm getting a chill standing here in my panties."

James nodded, "Then I guess I better start my warming up process!"

"Oh my, whatever is that?"