I rolled to Rebecca's side and looked toward the door. There was Samantha with hands on her hips and a serious scowl on her face. She had on a t shirt and pair of light grey cotton shorts. Her crotch was obviously soaked. It looked like she peed herself the way the stain covered the inside of her thighs. I said the first thing that came into my head. "At least you weren't driving". I sent some love to take the edge off. Rebecca grabbed a pillow to muffle her laughter.

Samantha gave me a mischievous smile. "This isn't over by long shot." She peeled off her shorts and climbed...