”At the mention of Claire his eyes widened. He was thinking what could you have told me about Claire that would have made a difference? But the pain...in his mother’s voice caused tears to gather in his eyes as well. He put his hand over hers and said. “I love you Mom.” He wished he could hide from her but said, “If you think it’ll help, tell me.” How can it possibly help?“I can remember him doing things to me when I was five,” she said, “touching me between my legs,” she shrugged then grimaced,. The way they hung made them look bigger than they actually were and between quick glimpses my imagination was going wild! By the time she noticed what I was staring at, I was pretty hard. She grabbed her shirt collar before my friend could see what was going on and left the room embarrassed.A few days later I knew my friend was out but I pretended to not know so that I could invite myself in to wait. She was polite and nice but there was also a kind of tension between us. Ever since that. He sat at his desk, doing homework and keeping an eye on the latest occupant of the bird cage. ‘Another bird?’ she asked in disbelief. ‘Yup,’ he said without looking up. ‘What is it this time?’ ‘I thought it was a baby crow at first, but it’s one of those blackbirds we get.’ ‘You ever think of becoming a vet?’ ‘Nope. I want to be a human doctor,’ he said and turned back to his calculus homework. ‘I hate this problem. I’ve been working on it for an hour.’ They kept a strained silence for a. Dreamily, Abby walked in the house. Jeremy closed the door and followed her, watching her short skirt swaying. In the middle of the living room, Abby turned around. Is there somewhere we can go so I can sell you my cookies? Abby said quietly. This is wrong, this is wrong, this is wrong, screamed the responsible voice inside her. Fuck him silly, said the bad girl voice, apparently the stronger of the two. Sure, my room is right through here, said Jeremy in a husky voice. They walked down the.