When I was able, to talk, thinking of the calm, controlled way she had approached our sexing, I said, you must have done that many times before, you k...ew exactly what you were doing. Only in my dreams, Sweetie, but many, many times in my dreams, she said. From then on, Sweetie would be our pet name for each other. We both got fully up onto the bed, and curled up in each others arms. I noticed, for the first time, the sounds of the TV in Carolyns room coming from the computer. I looked once,. As I munched a piece of leftover chicken, I looked up and again was speechless as I saw her standing in the doorway. She had changed into a tight fitting pair of jeans and black t-shirt pulled taut over her big beautiful breasts. She wore no bra, and her nipples were prominent under the thin cotton shirt. Having this hot woman around the house was certainly going to be interesting in the coming weeks. Obviously I was staring as she smiled and said, “You’re blushing Eddie, is there something. What was I doing? Why did i give him my address? I didn't think but grabbed my keys putting them in my bag slung it over my shoulder and as i was walking down my driveway towards Mac's truck I just kept thinking What was I doing? I was going to get fucked.I walked up to the passenger side of his truck and opened the door and Mac looked at me and asked "Sweetie?," which looking down I responded in a soft voice "Mac?." He said well hop in the passenger seat and I remember thinking well it's good. He was shouting and she was shrieking and they were both busy throwing at each other whatever shit we still had left in this dumpster of an apartment. He thought she was cheating on him and she thought he could go fuck himself.I thought I heard the TV screen break and I sighed, giving my teddy a hard squeeze. Goodbye Gilmore Girls, it was nice watching you. Nice pretending that Lorelai was my real mom and that I was sweet Rory, young, smart and full of promise. But the truth was… I was likely.