<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/vpkUywD.jpg)</div>Kayla hadn’t been surprised when her sister had been up uncharacteristically early. Usually her sibling would sleep in late on mornings when their parents didn’t expect her to help out in the hardware store. Now she was not only up and about, but she was positively glowing with excitement at the breakfast table. Something that might have confused their mom, but which made perfect sense to Kayla. She only slightly grinned, however briefly, upon her sister’s teasing words as to the reason for her early departure. By the time that Sara pedaled away on her bike, Kayla was in the process of helping her dad open the store. For the first hour after her dad had swung the ‘closed’ sign to its opposite ‘open’ side, they didn’t really see any customers, other than Pete Bramall, a thin, white-haired septuagenarian with a distinct handlebar mustache, an amiable man who liked to come in early to get bait for his long days of fishing. Which meant that Kayla had more time left to ponder her sister’s current whereabouts.<br/><br/>In spite of the warnings she had given her older sister the night before, she knew her nature well enough to have reasons to worry. Kayla was pretty sure that Aaron would treat her sis alright, since he had already taken a liking to her. However, she also knew Tony and Sara well enough to realize that the combination of both individuals might spell bad news. Tony would not enjoy Sara’s natural impudence and need to push buttons. It was the kind of behavior that the younger Martin cousin might find amusing but the elder of the two would see it as a challenge to bring the girl down a few pegs. In which case Sara would definitely bite off more than she could chew. As it was, Kayla was almost relieved when after 9 A.M. business picked up in the store. Kevin Mandel came in to get a new axe, then Bertram Cooper got Kayla to accompany him out back, to see their selection of chicken wire.<br/><br/>A little bit later, Cy Sanderson came in for some rifle ammo, an order which her dad helped him with. Cy then lingered a bit around her cash register as she rung up his other purchases, not missing the fact that the fifty-something year old former mill foreman was using the opportunity to take more than one glance at her boobs. The Martins were hardly the only regular customers who liked to check out the girls, though few others held the same appeal to Kayla and Sara as the hermit cousins. In the case of Cy Sanderson, his red nose, beer gut and unkempt hair wasn’t the kind of combo that made a young woman go weak in the knees but she still gave him her best smile as she made change and wished him a good day after thanking him for his visit.<br/><br/>When lunch time finally arrived, she went into their kitchen and made herself some sandwiches. After she had finished eating herself, she made another couple of sandwiches and wrapped them in aluminum foil. Since her mom would take her place in the store that afternoon, Kayla too was now off duty and she used a pretense to go out to the<em>‘lake’</em>herself.<strong>“Mom, dad, I’m going to bring Sara some sandwiches… Looks like she isn’t coming home for lunch and I don’t think she packed any food this morning.”</strong>The added benefit was that she was scoring some brownie points off her mom for being a<em>‘good sis’</em>when in reality she was mostly curious – incredibly so – as to what had happened at the Martins cabin during her hours of working at the store. She found her own bike in the little shed at the back of the property and made her way down the street, until she found the start of the forest bike path. A few miles in, she took a right instead of following the trail all the way to the lake, ending up instead on the smaller path which would turn and weave until it opened up in the clearing around the Martins log cabin. When she arrived there, she spotted her sister’s bike propped up against its front wall. So Sara was definitely still here. But as she got off her bike, she already registered the silence. Which made no sense. If the Martins and her sister were going at it, which she had expected to find here, then the sound would travel outside, even if the log walls insulated the noise rather well. She tried the front door and found it unlocked. She pushed inside and called out.<strong>“Hello? Anyone here?”</strong>The main living area was certainly empty. Tony’s room door was closed, but Aaron’s was opened a crack and it was in this direction that Kayla moved. She pushed it open and spotted a naked form on the bed. Not Aaron, nor his cousin Tony but her sister Sara. Her sister was sleeping quietly but in a state that did not exactly suggest she was resting from an entire morning of wild rutting. Had the Martins perhaps not been home at all this morning? Kayla couldn’t help but grin at this possibility. She approached her sleeping sister and sat on the edge of the bed, then attempted to wake her sibling with a boop on the nose.<br/>