Ayla sighed, bored. Her phone had run out of power, and they were driving towards her house to pickup their mother. Her three cousins had come quite a distance to spend a few days with them. Ayla had short, dark brown hair and wore red framed glasses. Dylan, Brandon and Ayla, the three youngest, were in the back seat, pressed shoulder to shoulder. Ayla was Brandon and Dylan’s cousin. Her sister, Courtney was in the passenger seat. And Dylan’s and Brandon’s much older sister, Kate, was driving. “I’m bored.” she said.
“Hey look over there, an abandoned windmill.” Dylan stated.
Ayla twisted her body to the right to see what her cousin was pointing at.
“Watch it!” Dylan exclaimed in alarm.
Dylan was wearing some baggy pants, and, she realised with a grin that she had accidentally pressed his testicles into the seat with the heel of her palm as she was leaning over. “What? Oh right, your balls.”
Dylan looked away in embarrassment with a slight grimace. “You just had to say it didn’t you?”
“Say what, Balls!?”
Dylan gave her a dirty look, determined to get back at her in some way. Dylan tried to play wrestle with Ayla, both had experience in martial arts and he was about to get her in a wristlock. “Stop it.” she said with a smile and made a motion towards his balls, he moved. Both shifted his position on the seat, closed his legs and shielded himself. This caused her to snigger at his reaction, as well as her older sister, Courtney, who had been watching in the passenger seat rear mirror.
“How about we play a game, like I spy.” Courtney suggested.
“Okay!” Brandon piped up.
Ayla looked at her sister through the mirror and shared a glance with her. “Yeah, but the rules are, if you say a wrong answer, I get to hit each of you in the balls.” She said to the two boys.
“What!? Why would we agree to that.” Dylan said, shaking his head.
“I bet you don’t have the balls to agree to it.” Courtney teased.
“I’m up for it,” Brandon said with a stupid grin, “I think Dylan’s just scared of her.”
Dylan gave in. “No… Okay fine, whatever.”
Ayla had to stop herself from getting excited, first getting the better of Dylan and now getting both her cousin’s to agree to a game like this? “I spy with my little eye, something beginning with B.”
“Bird?” Asked Brandon.
“Nope”, she said, punching Bradon in his balls, he let out the classic “OOhw” sound, leaned forward with his hands at his crotch, still with a stupid smile waiting to see Dylan get his turn.
“Is it Brake?” Dylan asked.
“Nah,” she said, taking a lightning fast jab at him before he could even think about blocking it.
“Bottle?” Asked Courtney.
“Hey that's not fair, she’s not part of this.” Dylan complained.
“Yeah she is, she just didn’t agree to our rule, it will be a bit difficult to reach over and hit Courtney in the balls anyway.”
“Box?” Asked Dylan.
“Nooo-wo”, this time Ayla reached down and grabbed his balls.
“Ayla, what the hell?” Dylan said, trying to pry her hand off while squirming around in alarm.
“What?” She said calmly, as if it wasn’t a problem, “I was getting tired of punches.”
“Uh, Balls?” Brandon said jokingly.
“No, ew,” She said, switching her grip to Brandon. Her grip caused him to sit perfectly still with a gasp and wide eyes, Ayla found it amusing how every guy seemed to have a different reaction.
“You would have thought Dylan’s balls would be bigger huh?” She teased, looking at Dylan.
“Button.” Courtney said, referring to a button on the radio or something similar.
“Yeah! You’re turn Courtney.”
“Okay, but if they get a wrong answer can you whack them in the nuts on my behalf for me?”
“Sure can!”
Dylan shielded his aching nads with both hands, “I’m not playing anymore.” He said.
Ayla was about to push his hands away when Kate suddenly burst into laughter. She had heard the whole thing while concentrating on driving. “That had to be the dumbest game of I Spy ever, Dylan, I can’t believe you agreed to that. Ayla, no more, we’re almost there, And I might want to have nephews someday.”
“I wasn’t doing it that hard,” Ayla replied.
“That’s good to know, but, I don’t want auntie to see my two dummy numbnuts brothers crawling around on the ground when we get there.”
