I grabbed the shift-lever angrily, and slammed it into first, dropped the clutch, and belched out of there.By 4:00, this being my closest market, I wa... pulling through the gates of our yard, and I noticed that fucking yellow Mustang that was sometimes parked across from the house when I got home. I road on our driveway specifically reinforced to handle this trucks heavy weights, pulled past the house, swung wide in the court, pushed a button to open the warehouse door, shut off that damned. If she started having sex with two boys, and kept switching back and forth, that would make her “promiscuous,” which just sounded so sexy! Pro miss cue us.Poor Greg though looked like he was about to keel over.“You could keep your underwear on,” she suggested, “at least at first. I mean hey, I’m wearing this.”Greg thought that his friend was being more than fair; after all, his underwear wasn’t see-through. So quickly, the teenaged boy stripped down to his white cotton briefs and very. I’m basically your mom, at least for now, and I’d be a piss-poor one if I just let you go to school on an empty stomach. Besides, look at your watch or the clock and you’ll see that it’s still somewhat early, and I’m driving your ass to school, anyway. Fuck the bus, honey. I’m taking you to and from school for the rest of the year, if at all possible. Can’t risk Mom and Dad kidnapping you and forcing you to return to them,” Becky smiled at me, making my heart skip a bit as she started up. And though I blame her for stealing him, she probably didn’t even know we were together. But, ugh, of course she is going to tell Eric, and then Eric will tell her about me, and I’ll seem like a catty bitch that spilled her drink on her on purpose. I’m the bitch. Me?!? Okay, so maybe I am a little. And that makes me feel like crap. Because I’m sure she’ll think I am so petty and now I will have this awkward war with her at work. Ah fuck, it is late again. I got to get to bed. I have to be up.