Girls just wanna have fun

That afternoon after school, both girls came in, just as full of energy as they had when they left. Jack gave an inward groan, and knew what was coming.

"Uncle Jack? It's Friday and can Becky stay the night? It's OK with her parents..." came the hopeful voice of his niece. He sighed again, knowing what the answer had to be. He loved her too much, some days.

"Yes, that's fine. Homework gets done first before any goofing around. I'll order pizza."

"ONE CHEESE AND ONE PEPPERONI!" all three of them said at the same time. The girls were a little more exuberant than he was. Same thing every time. And Becky already had her sleep over bag. These girls were going to kill him one of these days. At least Sam wasn't dating yet. He wasn't sure about Becky. They were both the same age, and he thought he picked up the mention of a boyfriend once or twice.

The girls quickly got into the routine. Books on the table and the homework out. Becky did need help on occasion from Sam, but Sam loved to give it. In an hour, they were mostly done. He went to the table and looked over the work. "Is this all of it?" he said with a cocked eyebrow. Becky looked away a little guilty, but Sam popped right up. "No, we have a 5 page paper to write, but we need to Google and go to the library to document sources." She did this all the time. Told the truth and didn't back down. "Alright. Have fun girls. I'll be in the basement. Try to keep it down." Then he winced as they gave another little squeal. You'd think 2 eighteen year-olds would have stopped that by now. he thought to himself.

The girls quickly went up to Sam's room and got comfy. The TV was on as they chatted about school. The upcoming graduation was the most popular topic, being 2 months away.

As the night fell deeper, the girls quieted down and the topics turned to boys and sex.

"Have you ever seen one?" Sam asked.

Becky gave a sly grin. Sam bopped her with a pillow. "Talk!"

"Well, sorta. But I did kinda feel Bobby's hard-on through his pants." Becky said, blushing.

"What!" Sam got in her face. "Details!"

"Oh it's no big deal. We were making out after the Spring Dance, and I ran my hand down his stomach too far and grabbed his ding-dong."

"Oh Em Gee! No way!" Sam fell back on her side of the bed. "What was it like?"

"I dunno, it was covered by his slacks. Hard..I guess." Becky looked at the clock. "Holy crap! It's like 1:00 AM already!"

"Yeah, we should probably hit the sack. Uncle Jack lets me sleep in on Saturdays, but he'll get us up by noon to work on that paper."

Becky got a cautious look on her face. "Is he out by now? A heavy sleeper?"

Sam yawned. "I guess so. He wakes up at 6:00 AM on the dot. Why?"

Becky got closer. "Well, we could go to sleep, or we can check out some stuff I brought. What do you want to do?