Trish seems excited by the idea, so...

You don't really want to flash a bunch of strangers but as you open your mouth to say "No" you see the look in Trish's eyes. As your eyes track lower you notice her nipples are standing at attention and the crotch of her jeans are bulging. Instead of "No" you end up working your mouth open and closed without saying anything. You shift around in your seat, watching your girlfriend's eyes snap downwards and lock on the edge of your skirt. Taking Trish's hand you give her a big smile, carefully rearrange your skirt and say "We wouldn't want to be late - I'll just have to make do". She gives you a big smile and starts the engine.

After your last meeting Hanna gave you more info about the party via text. There are a brother and sister, Paula and Nathan, who's parents are pretty rich and out of town reasonably often. They're only about a year apart and unusually for a brother and sister they're always on the same page. The parties always work the same way: everyone brings something to eat and drink and most of the partying happens out on the deck or the back yard, where people mingle, or in a huge finished basement, where people dance. Most of the rest of the house is off limits, but the basement is more or less ignored by their parents. They apparently have a huge barbecue too, so dinner is never a problem. According to Bethany there's a lot of sharing and swapping of different foods and drinks, so every party lets you try something new.

Trish stops off at a local supermarket to pick up 'stuff', insisting you take a load off and just wait for her. She returns quickly with some wine coolers and a set of top grade wieners. You remind her that you probably shouldn't be drinking too much and she shows that she brought some cola for you as well. "You could live a little tonight," she says as she waves the drinks in front of you, "no normal girl would know she's up the spout yet." Then she suddenly gets her hand under your blouse and tickles your belly button until you squeal. "On the other hand it's nice to see you taking care of my baby - just more proof you'll be a great mother."

That male part of you cries out a little, but you push those feelings away and concentrate on the warm, loving feelings coming from your feminine side. 'A great mother' - you want to be much more than that alone, but being a great mother is something that's important to you now. Taking good care of your child... yes, you will become a great mother. With that thought another weight seems to lift off your shoulders. You already knew you were having this baby, but now you're really thinking about taking care of him or her as they start to grow. To your surprise, you're enjoying it. Or rather you will enjoy it.

Since you were spacing out you don't notice that you've arrived until Trish turns off the engine. She gives you a funny look when you suddenly sit up and look around, but you quickly convince her you're alright. Paula and Nathan's parents have to be pretty rich, the house and the lot surrounding it are awfully big. Sure, the place is out near the edge of town where land costs less, but it still couldn't have been cheap.

You're greeted by Nathan, who's busy carrying bags of ice around to the back of the house. He's probably 5'6" or so, but he has a hell of a body. Blonde hair and twinkling blue eyes don't hurt his attractiveness either. Big hands and shoes too, but it's a myth that those are related to anything, right? Not something you ever paid attention to as a guy. He greets you in a friendly way, obviously happy that some of the first people to turn up are a pair of hot girls. Unthinkingly, you do exactly what you would have done as a guy arriving early to a party and pitch in. The bag of ice is much heavier now that you're lifting it with your smaller feminine frame, but you manage it. The move makes quite an impression on Nathan and you realize that most pretty girls wouldn't help out like this - they'd hang out in a group and talk.

Trish isn't going to let you show her up, and between you, her and Nathan you soon have the coolers packed with ice and water, ready for drinks of every kind. He's in the middle of thanking you for your help and offering to show you around when another car pulls in. It turns out to be Paula, who shouts "Hey Nate, you finished with the ice yet?"

"Yeah, no thanks to you!"

She lets out a laugh. "Awesome, now get over here and help me with these propane tanks."

Nathan starts moving and you both follow. "I thought I was going to deal with the ice, you were going to get the gas," he says. You can tell from the humorous tone that they're not really arguing - this is probably what they're like all the time. When you come around the corner you get your first look at Paula, and that look is nice. Tight, tight jeans, a loose white blouse, flapping in the wind - and then there's what's inside the clothes. She's maybe 5'8" or so, most of that height seems to be in her legs. Her face is framed by shoulder length red hair, her eyes are penetrating green and her skin is very pale, apart from a smattering of freckles. When she turns and stretches you take in a pair of firm B cups on her slender body. The blouse is thin enough that you can make out her bellybutton and know that she's wearing something small, black and frilly underneath. Her waist... damn, you're envious. It has to be a size one or maybe even a size zero. You know she's supposed to be a senior at St. Catherine's, she's even the older sibling according to Hanna, but it's hard to believe it when she has such a youthful face. Paula hops down out of the truck and gives you and Trish a welcoming smile.

"I did get the tanks," she says grinning. "Now it's up to you to drag them out back."

"Jane, Trish," says Nathan, "may I introduce my lazy, good for nothing sister."

"Pleased to meet you," she says, giving you each a hug in greeting, "I see you've already met my meat-headed lech of a brother. You two must be the girls Zoey mentioned."

With that the two of them hoist one of the propane tanks down from the truck and carry it toward the backyard, Paula demonstrating surprising strength with those slender arms of hers. You look at Trish and, not wanting to be outdone, the two of you haul the second tank to the backyard. You find the siblings bickering pleasantly with each other as Paula hooks up the tank to the barbecue. The way she's kneeling gives you a chance to admire a world class bottom, wiggling back and forth as she tightens the pipes. Since Trish walks into a chair leg you know that your girlfriend is taking in the same thing you are.

Once Paula connects the gas she hops back to her feet and a look of surprise crosses her face. "You weren't kidding, bro" she says as you and Trish deposit the tank. "Hell, if half the girls at our parties did this much work we could set up a rock festival. Here," she says, waving for you to follow, "let us show you around before everyone else gets here."

Sure, Hanna mentioned it was a big basement. But this is a huge open space, hardly any support pillars. Lots of room for dancing. At one end there are some crates and a table or counter top set up to create an impromptu bar. A large glass punch bowl sits on top of it, looking totally out of place. Behind it there's an older looking fridge and some shelves that hold several stronger liquors. You assume the fridge is packed with beer and maybe some drink mixes. Paula shows you the sound system and talks about different music, Nathan tells you where the bathrooms are and points out where the condiments are hidden as he stores your hot dogs away in the fridge.

You're just starting to get to know your hosts and get comfortable when you hear another car pulling up the drive.