They arrived

Janice had just turned on the stereo and adjusted the music for a rock radio station. It was turned up way too loud beside the toilets but it would be a perfect volume down by the picnic tables. She turned just in time to see Stacy get out of a red Mercedes passenger side while Pamela exited the drivers seat. They waved to all the other women who were carrying food to the picnic tables. A few ladies were setting up a volleyball net. While further away other women were putting up a badminton net. A few women were getting the bonfire started that was tradition for these yearly outings. The picnic tables were groaning with food of all sorts. Janice uncovered her large pan of brownies and handed it to Pamela.

"I know how much you to like brownies from the last party we had. I wanted to make these just for you two."

"Thanks. They look great,' Pamela said. "You know I have a weakness for brownies."

Janice smiled and walked away to talk to some of the other women. This was going to be great she thought. She glanced over to the one reaming porta pottie and saw two girls in line. She would love to see the face of that pervert when things started getting really bad in there.

After another twenty minutes went by, Janice happened to glance over to her pan of brownies and it was no where in sight around Stacy and Pamela. She went over to see why not.

"You two didn't like my brownies or did you finish them up?"

"We had several but then we decided we didn't want to get fat so we set them on another table to share with the group."

Janice looked in the direction Stacy pointed and said, "You did what?"

"Looks like there were very popular," Pamela said.

Janice saw one young woman snatch up the last brownie and walk away.