My drama team is meeting in a conference room at the library tonight to work on the script for our class project. I probably won't be home until late....Looks like we'll probably do that every Thursday night for the rest of the semester and maybe a few other nights, depending on how it goes. Okay if I get something to eat from the Dairy Queen for dinner?" Yes, son, although it would have been nice if you had told me sooner." Sorry, mom. See ya later." And he was gone.I headed to the parking lot. After that, he ordered me to get up. Once I was on my feet he practically shoved me over the hood of the car and smacked my ass. Since my shorts were soaked the smack of his strong calloused hand against my butt was extra loud. "Those shorts are soaking wet. They need to come off." He didn't wait for a response from me, he just unbuttoned them and yanked them down to my ankles and then nearly caused me to fall as he wrestled them off from around my sneaker-clad feet. Then, on purpose or not, I. “So, who was the best fuck?” Mom asked.I shrugged. “There were some good ones. I had a lot of fun.”“I bet you did.” Mom beamed at me. “Ooh, you’re growing up so fast, Xochitl.”“I’m fifteen,” I muttered. “Sex is no big deal these days. It’s just fun. You don’t have to get worked out over it.”“Sorry,” Mom said. “Well, that means you’re going to be naked for the opening of your play. I guess the sex scene will happen even faster. I was going to tape it and show it to all my friends. Let them see. ”“Oh, Mike! I’m scared for you!” she hugged him tightly, and they kissed.“Uh, you might leave out the hot tub adventures, by the way...”She laughed and then cried... “Shit, Mike!” she thought back to when she and Mike had sex while her 16-year-old daughter was right there in the same bed.“Will they arrest me? Am I a BAD PARENT?” she cried in his arms.“Karen, NO! It’s ok. I think that the depositions and the lawyer spin will help put it all in a context where they just won’t have enough.