A couple minutes passed and the door opened. She, in sweat pants and sweatshirt, had her bag that she usually carried. This was a good thing, I though.... She was ready for a long night. Without saying a word she took candles from it and placed them back where they were when last we were together. She fumbled for a while and asked, ‘You got any matches?’ I went over to where we kept the lighter before. It was still there. Damn, it was as though nothing change. And there I was, hoping the last. Don't you see sweetheart? I'd be doingyou a disservice if I made this easy for you."Mom put the car in park and opened her door. "Well don't just sit there. You're going in the store with me." What?" You heard me. If you're going to smoke then you need to own up to beinga smoker. Besides, didn't you tell me it would be awesome if you couldbuy your own cigarettes?" But I was talking about looking like Nancy when I did that. They won'tsell me cigarettes! I'm just a kid." That's okay," my. .."I can just imagine what goin' all the way with her will be like - her nails leaving claw marks all over my body. I can't breath. "I'll call you. Tomorrow. I swear." I'm still kissing her as I lift her off me and stand.She runs her nails down my arms, "You'd better."I start to wonder if maybe this wouldn't be worth breaking a rule. Then I remember I've already broken a rule tonight; she's not gonna be worth breakin' two.I wait until after he's dropped off Michelle. They talk for a long time. It was impossible for themto accept their new identities."So," Tanya wanted to know. "Did you girls have a nice evening? Didyou do a good job? Or will we have to spank you?"Chelsea looked around her with a critical eye, searching for any excuseto make them lower their panties and be punished. She focused on thesofa, whose cover had been removed, taken out back, and shaken. It wasso uncomfortable for the husbands to have to step outdoors to do thatjob. Even though there was a high fence.