***
Elisa, Hilda, and Jaxie were all like three goofy musketeers. Brandon and I were just shaking our heads watching them run around chasing one another after class. It was a super-speed game of tag, while Mark posted with Kenzie.
“Someone’s going to knock them on their asses.”
I commented and Brandon snorted. Carolyn leaned in, and she shifted her weight against me. I could feel her generous bust pressing into my back pleasantly.
“Did someone put c***k in their lunch?”
Mike wondered aloud, and I snorted.
“Nope, this is just the Jaxie factor. She’s energetic enough solo, but give her some high-energy playmates, and there is no stopping her.”
Mike grunted and added, “Sounds like Hilda and Elisa as well. They are always super-charged, and it often got them into trouble.”
I grinned
