In the morning after Anna had awoken, still leaving Greg in a blissful slumber in their bed she went downstairs to make a pot of coffee and check on her now teen-aged parents. They had fallen asleep on the couch, completely naked, but covered by the afghan that usually draped the back of the chair. Anna made a note that in the future she would have to wash it. Seeing that her two parents were still asleep, Anna began to grow curious about what else to do to them. She wondered at the thought of making them even younger. She contained her laughter at the thought of being mother to her own parents, but on second thought the idea didn't sound so bad.
But other thoughts entered her mind too. Thinking back to when she and Greg watched her teenage parents making out. It was exciting. Anna hurried back up stairs and found Greg waking up.
"Mornin," he yawned as she entered their room. "Morning," Anna replied, thinking carefully about how to bring up her idea.
"My parents are still asleep," she began. "And I was thinking we could, maybe, have some more fun with them," she began.
"Like what?" Greg asked.
"Well," Anna replied. "You seemed pretty...excited watching them yesterday."
Hearing that, Greg, out of reflex, went on the defense. "It was nothing! It..." he quickly said, but was interrupted by Anna, putting a finger to his lips.
"Why don't we join them this time?" Anna asked.