Kid Sister in Charge

Kid Sister in Charge 2

By NAMB

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This story is intended for adults only. It contains depictions of forced nudity, spanking, and/or sexual activity of preteen and young teen children. This is fantasy, and the author in no way endorses or practices these things on real life. If you are not of legal age in your community to read or view such material, please leave now.
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Kid Sister in Charge – Part 2

Although I told mom that I had pictures of my brother, she seemed to have forgotten about them in the chaos of disciplining him. She never asked about them again, and I never reminded her.

I decided to hold those “in reserve” in case. Ethan knows that I have them but I haven’t even shown him them so he doesn’t know how incriminating they are. I think I’ll keep them as my “trump card” as mom would say.

Mom told me that we had to keep this arrangement strictly among ourselves. I don’t want to end a good thing, so I’ll keep my mouth shut.

I enjoyed our second Saturday even more. First of all, I was a lot calmer and secondly, I had all week to think about it. I made up a list of my chores and I was going to see if I could convince mom to have my brother do them for me.

Mom also introduced us to “the cage.”

“I ordered this on line and it came yesterday,” she said.

“What is it?” I asked as she held it up to show my brother and me.

“I read about these things on line. It seems that mothers throughout the centuries have had problems with their sons masturbating. Back then they were made out of iron. This is a more modern version of it.”

Turning to my sister, she held it up for her inspection. “It’s a male chastity device. I will keep your brother from masturbating.”

“Mom, you can’t do that to me,” Ethan protested.

“Your masturbation habits have gotten out of control. I’ve heard that boys have to masturbate, but you do it too much. This is going on you and that’s final. Now don’t worry, you can take it off for your Friday night and Saturday night showers and you can play with yourself then under either my or your sister’s supervision. That should be enough.

It will also teach you respect for girls. You won’t be jerking off to pictures of naked women anymore.”

Mom was tough on him that day, spanking him twice for what I thought were minor infractions, but I guess she had to establish her authority over him if the program was going to work.

I had fun supervising my brother all day. Mom did agree that laundry was now a shared responsibility and so was doing the dishes even on non-naked Ethan days. Even though I tried to get her to have him make my bed in the morning, mom said that we should each make our own.

In fact, I picked up a responsibility: I was supposed to inspect his room to make sure he made his bed and kept the room clean. His privacy rights were revoked. We had a scheduled “formal” inspection every Saturday, but I could do pop inspections at any time. He was also required to keep his door open at all times, even when sleeping and mom or I could enter his room without knocking.

A couple of weeks passed and Friday evening was mom’s bridge night with “the girls.”

In the afternoon, mom called my brother and me to the table. She said, “This is my bridge night and I will be out. Katie. I am impressed by how well you’ve been helping Cousin Patricia babysit the boy next door to her.

Normally, there is no reason that a 15-year-old boy would need a babysitter, but your brother has proven himself irresponsible. You, on the other hand, have been a great help to me with his discipline and I am putting you in charge of him while I’m gone.

Remember that Red Cross course you took about safety. All the numbers are posted on the wall and you have my cell phone number. There is no need to worry about dinner, it’s all ready to go, just remember to turn off the stove when you’re done and both of you clean up the kitchen and do the dishes.

I don’t think you’ll have to find games for him to play, or change his diapers,” she said laughing and then continued, “but do make sure he takes his shower and is clean all over. You will be responsible for his penis and anus inspections. Do you remember what I showed you the last couple of weeks?”

“Yes, mommy.”

“Good. He’s not a little child and this is the weekend, so I’m not recommending that you send him to bed at a particular time.

Otherwise, you can watch TV or look at a movie.”

Turning to my brother, she said, “When I am gone, Katie is in charge. While I am gone, she is me. You will listen to her and you will obey her orders. I haven’t told her that she can spank you, mainly because she hasn’t been trained to do that yet, but if you don’t obey her, you’ll have to deal with me. You know how hard I can hit!

Be a good boy for your sister and there will be no trouble.”

For the past several weeks I was taking good mental notes on everything mom did with Ethan. I was confident I would do well.

Mom showed me how to take his cage off and put it back on. She gave me a memory stick. “There is a video on here that shows you how to do this. It’s important in case there is some sort of emergency. Here is the spare key. Make sure your brother doesn’t get his hands on it.”

I had a lot to think about. I took some time out to watch the video over and over. It used a real live male model who was better endowed than my brother.

-=o=-

A horn sounded in the driveway. “That will be Mary. I got to go. I love you kids. Be safe. And Ethan, listen to your sister; she’s in charge.” Mom gave us each a kiss and left. I had about 6 hours of being the woman in charge and it was a wonderful feeling.

The first thing I did as soon as she left was say, “It’s naked Ethan Time. Take those clothes off.”

He got undressed without hesitation. Apparently, he was beginning to become amenable to female authority. We had dinner and cleaned up afterwards. I was getting used to the routine of having a naked teenaged boy helping me with the chores; it was sort of a bonding experience. I liked being in charge, but I also liked sharing the work with him.

For his part, Ethan was the perfect little boy. We had dinner and he was willing to accept my supervision cleaning up the kitchen. We agreed to alternate on the dishes. This week I washed them and he dried them and put them away.

Then he actually shocked me with, “Sis, I have a big history test on Monday. So if you don’t need me, I’m going upstairs to study.”

“Sure,” I said, and settled down to watch TV. “I plan on watching a movie after this program is over at about 9. I’ll give you a call then.”

I didn’t trust my brother and on several breaks in the program, I sneaked upstairs to check on him. He was in his room reading a book! I guess when you are not dressed up and have nowhere to go, you have to find something to do with your time.

At about 8:30, I called up to him and said, “Do you want to take your shower before or after the movie.”

He shouted back, “I’ll take it now. I’m sort of studied out.”

“OK, come on down and I’ll take the cage off so you can clean yourself better.”

He came down and I unlocked the device using the key that I had on a chain on my neck. I decided I’d wear it that way when mom was gone to remind him that I was in charge.

“Remember, no cheating!” I said, giving him a playful swat on his bare buttocks sending him upstairs.

I put the program on pause when I heard the water running. I wanted to check on him while he was taking his shower. I also wanted to get a couple more pictures of him. He did not notice me taking them.

I was back downstairs as he finished up and came down for his inspection. I probably took a little longer than I needed and looked a little closer than I had to, but this was part of the fun of babysitting him.

Of course, I paid particular attention to inspecting his penis. I gently pinched his foreskin and stretched it out so I could inspect the outside, and then using both hands I pushed back until the head popped out. All the while, his penis was getting harder and bigger.

By the time I was done, he was fully erected.

“What are you doing to make it do that?” I asked.

“Nothing. I can’t help it. It just happens. It happens when I look at pictures of pretty women.”

‘Well, you have no pictures now and it’s happening.”

“Sometimes it just happens on its own and I can’t control it. Of course, you are touching it and that makes it hard and I can make it hard if I rub it.”

“It does make it easier to inspect this way. How about from now on, when mom or I inspect you, you have it hard for us?”

“OK.”

“What’s that?” I said, pointing to a drop of clear liquid dripping from the end of his penis.

“That happens when I get sexually excited. It’s called pre-cum.”

“You’re sexually excited now?”

He actually laughed, “Well yes. I mean, I’m naked and a girl is handling my penis.”

I remembered what he said about looking at pretty women.

“Do you think I’m pretty?”

“You’re my sister!”

“I know that! That’s not answering my question. Do you think I am pretty.”

“I’ll have to stop looking at you as your brother and look at you as a girl rather than my sister. Yeah, I think you’re pretty.”

“Well, I hope you do a lot better with your compliments when you tell some other girl that!” I laughed and then I got up on my toes and kissed his forehead.

“I suppose you can’t control pre-cum either.”

“No I can’t especially when I haven’t cum for a while.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean you caught me a couple of weeks ago and I didn’t get to cum then. With mom and you watching me every minute, I haven’t been able to cum all that week and since then mom has me in that ‘thing’. I’m so horny, my balls are about to fall off.”

“So what do you need do?”

“Um ... masturbate.”

I blushed when I heard the word. Amidst giggles my friends and I talked about it and speculated about it and one of my friends even said that she caught her cousin doing it. I had caught Ethan but I interrupted him before climax and I still didn’t know exactly what he was doing.

“So if I let you masturbate, it would make you feel better?”

He nodded.

“Well, then show me. You’ve been a good boy; you deserve a reward.

“Can we go to the bathroom?”

“Do you have to make pee? I haven’t seen a boy do that since first grade.”

“No I don’t, but masturbation is kind of messy and doing it in the bathroom makes it easier to clean up.”

“OK,” I said, grabbing his erected cock and leading him to the bathroom.

He knelt down in front of the toilet and raised the seat.

I complained, “Hey, I can’t see.”

“So why don’t you sit on the tank and put your feet on either side of the bowl.”

It felt kind of funny sitting there like that, but it did give me a good view. He grabbed the shaft of his penis and started to pull it over the head and then back in a stroking motion. So this was the “rubbing” he was talking about.

As I watched him making these motions, it hit me and I asked, “Is that ‘jerking off?’”

He simply nodded and continued to jerk.

“Well, now I can see why it’s called that.”

I watched as his body stiffened and his breathing became labored. It looked at his face, it was contorted in a mixture of pain and pleasure. Somehow I think that pain was a minor part. As much as I would have like to look at his face at the moment of climax, there was somewhere else I just had to look.

I shifted my gaze as I heard him grunt. I was looking right at his penis as the first squirt leapt from the tip. It was followed by another and another. I was utterly fascinated. I never thought it would come out like that.

He pumped until nothing was coming out anymore and then stopped. I guess he ran dry.

As he was recovering, I bent over and kissed his forehead. “That was great. Thank you, big brother.”

He got up. I suggested, “Why don’t you take another shower and clean up. I’ll meet you downstairs.” After draining himself like that, I had no fears of him cheating on me.

He came down and stood before me with hands on his head awaiting inspection.

“Drop your hands and sit next to me. I’m sure you did a good job. Let me give you a hug, you big lug.”

It had been ages since I’ve hugged my brother. It felt nice wrapping my arms around his naked body. I think he liked it too. He got hard again, but I wasn’t sure it a sexual situation. Penises do the funniest things for no reason at all.

I stroked his arm and said, “I know mom doesn’t want you doing that without her OK, but it’s OK by me. All you have to do is ask.”

“Mom’s only gone one Saturday a month,” he replied.

I laughed, “Who says we have to wait for Saturday. There are a lot of times when mom is gone and we’re alone. So what if it isn’t a ‘Naked Ethan’ day.” I held up my key and dangled it on the chain for him.

“You would do that for me?”

“Of course, but remember, it’s under my terms.”

“Sure thing, sis! I love you.”

“I know.”

As I held him I could feel him tremble. He was crying!

“What’s the matter?”

“Me! I’ve made a mess of things. I’m failing in school, I don’t have any friends. Mom hates me.”

I cuddled him closer and stroked my fingers through his hair. This was totally unexpected, my big, brash, macho brother was sobbing like a toddler in my arms. He was so vulnerable. I had to open up my heart and let him in.

He was naked before me physically and had just performed what was a humiliating act as I watched. I think the experience broke down his barriers. He was vulnerable in my arms and I wrapped them tighter around him to protect him. I had tears in my eyes, too.

“Mom doesn’t hate you. I know she’s harsh on you, but she’s just doing this for you own good. You were on a destructive path and this is the only way she knows how to deal with it. I know that it doesn’t seem fair, but try to tough it out. I’ll do what I can the make her go easier on you.

As far as school goes, you got yourself in that mess yourself, but since you’re not spending all your time on video games and actually doing some studying, you’ve been passing. Keep that up and you might even be an honors student someday. You’re smart; give yourself a chance.

I have to admit, it was probably tough going ‘cold turkey’ on the games, but I don’t think mom would have taken away your computer privileges if it weren’t for the other things you used the computer for. You have only yourself to blame for that.

I’m not sure I can help you out in the friend department, but by not hiding out in your room all the time and actually going out, you may make a few. Try joining a club or a team at school. Not all of them are for nerds or jocks. You have a nice voice; join the Glee Club. It’s a good place to meet girls.

I’ll tell you a secret, but you have to promise not to tell.”

“OK.”

“Some of my friends think you’re cute. Sally Henderson in particular. Now don’t tell her I told you.

There are two main reasons my friends aren’t doing anything about it. One is that you are too old for them now. That may change in a couple of years. The other thing was how you looked and acted. You were dirty and rude.

I can see some changes there. So maybe there is hope for you in the girlfriend department.”

“I ... I don’t know what to do with girls.”

“Duh! It isn’t hard. Just be nice to them!”

We sat there for a while and then I took him upstairs. I put the device back on him. “We don’t want to have any accidents,” I told him, “and besides, I *am* responsible for your discipline.”

I put him to bed, tucked him in and gave him a kiss on the forehead.

I had time to think before mom came home. What the hell just happened? One moment, I’m enjoying putting my older brother though the paces and the next I have an emotional wreck on my hands. All of a sudden, this wasn’t a game anymore. It was serious and I had to rethink my relationship with my brother.

Mom came home and asked, “Where’s your brother?”

“In bed.”

“Already?”

“He had a busy day,” I offered. I decided not to tell her about his breakdown.

-=o=-

I was wondering how mom was going to handle the next bridge club meeting. It was at our house.

As the day approached mom let us know. “Ethan, you’ll be getting a reprieve from ‘Naked Ehtan’ day this weekend since the girls will be over the house.”

“Thanks mom.”

“Don’t thank me yet. You’re not entirely off the hook. First, you will clean the house, so it will be ready for company and then you’ll help me get things set up. This you will do naked. You’ll get dressed only when it is time for the company to arrive.

When the guests arrive, you’ll take their coats and hang them up and offer to get them a drink.

During the party, you’ll circulate around, picking up used napkins, paper plates and whatnots. You’ll also see if any of the girls needs her glass refreshed.”

“OK mom,” he said dejectedly.

We got to talking when mom left. “Boy, she’s being tough on you,” I commented.

“Yeah, I think this would be worse than the naked punishment.”

“At least I can help you get the house ready. I’ve been doing that for a while now.”

“Thanks, sis.”

Mom went out to get her nails done and I took the opportunity to unlock my brother and let him have his release. “We don’t really have time to do this properly,” I advised him, “Mom is expecting us to have all the house work done by the time she gets back.”

I felt bad for my brother as the women arrived and the evening progressed. Mom was ordering him around like hired help and had him jumping to her every command. I could tell that even some of the other women were uncomfortable with the way she was demeaning him in front of them.

Mom was blunt about it and told them that this was part of his punishment for looking at pornography on the computer.

I guess it could have been worse, she could have made him do all these things naked.

The evening wound down and the women departed. One of them, Ms. Morrison, stayed behind.

Mom called me into the living room while Ethan was busy cleaning up. She made the introductions. This is Mary Morrison, Mary, this is my daughter Katie.

“How do you do, Ms. Morrison,” I said in my politest tones.

“Mary has a problem with her son, just like we had with Ethan. She caught him looking at pornography and has evidence of his masturbation. I told her about our arrangement with Ethan and she wondered if the same kind of treatment would work on her son.”

“Your mom and I talked about it last month going to and coming from bridge. To tell you the truth, I didn’t believe her at first, but I can see how well behaved your brother is.

Are you really in charge of him? Do you actually see him naked?”

I nodded and offered a weak, “yes.”

“And you’re OK with this?”

“It felt kind of funny at first, but now I’m used to it. It’s almost second nature to me now.”

“And how about Ethan? Does he obey you?”

“For the most part, yes. I had to threaten him with some spankings – given by mom, of course – in the beginning, but now he is more willing to please and I like that too. If he’s obedient and gets his chores done, then I can be nice to him and l like my new brother so I want to be nice to him.”

“Well, he certainly seems to be turning out nice.

I discussed this with your mother, and she said that it would be up to you, but how would you like to do the same thing with my son, Josh. Ethan’s lucky, he has a sister who loves him. Josh is an only child.

“Well, I don’t know”

“Oh, don’t get me wrong. Josh isn’t a bad boy. He just has some bad habits and I think you’re the girl to break him of those habits.”

“Yes, but Ethan lives here, he’s my brother, how am I going to work that out with Josh?”

Your mom told me all about your arrangement, and how you have ‘Naked Ethan Time.’ I know that it happens only on the weekend. So that is what I am proposing for Josh. We’ll have the boys get together either here or at our house for the weekend and you can supervise them.

I’ll even pay you like you were babysitting which is sort of what you’d be doing.”

I looked at my mom. She nodded and smiled back to me saying, “It’s your choice, dear.”

I thought only a second about it and said, “OK, I’ll do it. When do we start?”

“How about tomorrow. Your mom and you and Ethan can come over about 9 AM.”

-=o=-

I think Ms. Morrison wanted mom along for moral support.

We got to her house and were introduced to Josh, Josh was about the same age as Ethan.

Ms. Morrison said, “I explained this all to Josh last night. We had a big argument over it. I had to spank some sense into him. I hope I don’t have to do it again. I suppose there is no sense in wasting any more time. Let’s get on with the program.

Katie, you’re in charge.”

I looked at the boys and said, “It’s Naked Ethan Time.” My brother just started to get undressed.

Josh looked at Ethan, “Dude, you’re getting naked! There are girls here. Don’t you care?”

“It doesn’t matter if he cares or not,” I said. “He has to do it. It’s part of his training. And it’s part of your training too, so, ‘It’s Naked Josh Time.’ Start stripping.”

“I’m not getting undressed.” He complained.

“Oh yes you are,” I countered.

“Make me.”

“Have it your way.”

The four of us: Josh’s mother, my mom, me and even Ethan grabbed hold of the boy and started to undress him. At first he fought us until his mom got a pair of scissors and started cutting some of the clothes from his body.

Within minutes we had another naked boy, this one on the floor and a lot less defiant than the one at the beginning of the fight.

“Hey that was my favorite shirt,” he shouted as he looked at his clothes strewn about the place.

“Too bad,” his mom said, “It needed washing anyway and so do you. So it’s off to the showers with you.

Katie will supervise your washing and then she’ll bring you back here for inspection.”

“Do we get to see her naked?”

“No way!” I responded. “Little boys shouldn’t be so modest. I’m a girl and I deserve privacy.

I brought a bathing suit along that should do just nicely to protect my modesty.”

“You boys should be glad that Katie is here to help you boys shower properly. Now move along and don’t give her any trouble. Do everything she says.”

It felt funny getting into the tub with two boys. Since Ethan was more “domesticated,” I decided to wash him first.

Josh spoke up for the first time since the fight, “Hey dude,” he said, pointing to Ethan’s crotch, “What’s that thing?”

I answered for him, “It’s called a chastity cage. It keeps him from masturbating unless I unlock him. Your mom says she’s ordered one for you too.”

“Does it hurt?” he asked Ethan.

“Only when it tries to get hard. It’s OK otherwise. It took me a couple of days to get used to it.”

“So like how do you pee?”

“Like a girl. I have to sit down.”

“What’s it like not being able to jerk off?”

“You’ll find out soon enough, Josh,” I interjected.

I hate to interrupt this conversation, boys, but we do have a shower to get done.

Let me unlock Ethan so he can wash properly. I’ll lock the both of you back up at the end of the day.”

I took off Ethan’s device and his penis immediately rose to salute me.

As I washed Ethan, I could see the disbelief in Josh’s eyes. “You’re just going to stand there and take it?”

“It’s not so bad. She can reach parts of my back I can’t,” Ethan replied.

“You’re not going to let her touch you there are you?”

“I don’t have a choice. I have to get it clean somehow or she’ll keep sending me back until it is clean. Don’t fight her on this or you’ll find yourself over your mother’s lap for a spanking.

Give it up. The females are going to win, and there is nothing we can do about it. So don’t make them angry. In fact, if you are nice and you obey them, they can be nice in return. Katie is a really sweet girl if you give her a chance.”

I had to give my brother a kiss for saying such a nice thing about me.

I looked at Josh, “Let that be a lesson for you. If you are nice to me and obey me, I can make life very nice for you.

Otherwise, I’m sure I can figure out how to be a bitch.”

“Don’t do it, Josh. She can really be nasty when she’s a bitch!”

I gave him a solid slap on his wet skin. In the shower, it sounded a lot worse than it was.

“OW!”he said.

“I’m going to take back that kiss if you’re going to make smart-ass remarks like that.”

Ethan grabbed at me and tried to tickle me. I retaliated. Soon we were play-wrestling in the shower.

“Grab her and hold her down while I tickle her,” Ethan suggested to Josh.

“Do it, Josh, and you’ll forget what your dick looks like, I’ll have it locked up for so long. Help me tickle Ethan.”

Soon it was a free-for-all with the three of us attempting to tickle whatever piece of flesh on whatever body we could get at.

“Hey kids,” we heard from Ms. Morrison downstairs, “Don’t make a mess up there.”

This was followed by my mother’s voice, “I thought you were supposed to be punishing the boys, Katie. That doesn’t sound like punishment to me.”

We calmed down and completed the shower. Josh was very reluctant to let me wash his “private parts” but with the moral support of Ethan, he submitted to it.

I watched as the boys dried off and had them wait, naked in the hall, as I changed out of my swimsuit into my clothes.

“OK boys,” still shaking my hair loose, “Let’s go down and have your moms inspect you.”

Mom took over the inspection duties explaining how to inspect a teenaged boy for cleanliness.

Ms. Morrison seemed grateful for the demonstration, “This is good to know. I can do this during the week. I can’t have your daughter come over here just to see if my boy is clean.”

“Well, now that the boys are clean, how about we set them to the task of cleaning the house and doing the laundry. Why don’t you show Katie and the boys what’s to be done.

Katie, since you’ll be in charge of the boys, if you have any questions make sure you ask them.”

I caught onto my duties rather quickly. Ms. Morrison’s house was laid out differently than ours, but once I learned where everything was it was easy to put a plan together to clean the house.

With two boys doing the cleaning and my expert supervision, the job got done in half the time which gave me some free time with the boys in the afternoon.

I took them to the now-cleaned Josh’s room. I was very familiar with Ethan’s penis, but in spite of washing it in the shower and watching our moms inspect it, I really didn’t have much time to get up and personal with Josh’s.

I decided to do a side-by-side comparison.

“Boys, let’s play a game,” I proposed, “Let’s see who can make it hardest fastest.

“Can we touch it?” Josh asked.

“I got a better idea,” I giggled, “Why don’t you make each other hard. Josh, you take Ethan’s penis and rub it. Ethan, you do Josh. The boy who makes the other boy hard first wins.”

The two boys stood there looking at each other’s penis but did nothing. I gave them each a swat on their naked butts.

Reluctantly they each took hold of the other boy’s member.

“What are you boys waiting for?” I was getting impatient.

Ethan made a couple of tentative strokes and Josh reciprocated It took about a minute, but soon they were jerking away in earnest.

It was fun watching them play with each other this way.

It was really a judgement call, but I declared my brother the winner.

“Now that you boys have them up, let’s see who’s the biggest. Do you have a ruler, Josh?”

“Over on my desk.”

Now that it came down to it, although I have heard about boys measuring their organs, I really did not know how it was done.

I noticed that if I put the ruler under their packages, the end of the ruler came up against their ball sack and sort of gave way. That wouldn’t do. So I decided to measure from the top.

I instructed each boy on how I wanted him to hold the ruler while I took a playing card and slid it under the ruler until it made contact with the tip of the boy’s penis and then read off the measurement.

My brother won again, but only by an eighth of an inch.

I kept the boys naked as we played cards and some other games.

We were well into playing when we heard my mom from downstairs, “Katie, boys, it’s almost time to go.”

“OK boys, let’s get this room tidied up – let’s put the games away – and then go downstairs.”

When we got down to the living room, I asked, “Mom, instead of just letting the boys jerk off, can we have a contest to see who cums first?”

“That would be a neat idea,” mom agreed.

“Let’s have them do it one at a time and time it so we can pay attention.” Ms. Morrison suggested.

“So who goes first?” Mom asked.

“Well, Ethan already won two other contests, so he should go first. This way Josh will know what time he has to beat.”

All my brother needed was to be shown where to kneel to perform his act. At my command, “go,” he started tugging away rapidly. It only took a couple of minutes for him to spew his spunk.

Then it was Josh’s turn. At “go,” he too, started pumping away. He was panting with the effort and shot off in an impressive fashion.

I noted the time. “We have a winner,” I said, holding Josh’s arm up in the air. He beat my brother by almost a minute.

“Look at all that cum. You boys, get some paper towels and some water and wash that mess up,” my mom commanded.

I looked at the splatters on the floor. “Both boys shot it really far. I bet we could have a contest to see who can shoot it the furthest.”

“And who shoots the most,” Ms. Morrison added.

“I guess there’s more than one kind of contest we can have the boys do. We’ll have to brainstorm some ideas for games they can play,” mom concluded.

The boys cleaned up their mess, and it was time to lock them up.

Now I had two keys on my necklace!

We allowed Ethan to get dressed so we could take him home. Josh’s mom vowed to keep him naked for the rest of the weekend.

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