It had been the last time she had ever spoken to her one time love. After the prom was over, Michelle had expected Bobby to try and take her virginity... something they had been heading towards after a year of back seat trysts. It was a possibility that she didn't have a problem with, having decided that the star quarterback of the All State Championship Team was going to be the one.What happened was, however, something totally not what she had expected. Bobby had evidently only passed his finals. "Do you boys have swim practice today?" I asked."No, we just like to wear them, and we're going swimming later," one of the boys answered."Why don't you come in with us?" Billy said.I liked the idea because maybe I could get them to remove their suits. "I would love to, but I didn't bring my swimsuit." You don't need a suit. We're not going to wear one," Tom said.I thought this would be my dream come true, to be swimming nude with two nude teen boys.Billy said, "You can wear one of my mom's. I have to explain..."I cut her off."Are you trying to tell me that he had his hand in your pants more than once tonight?" I asked."No," Sonya said with anger. "If you would give me a chance I can explain that to you." All right, I won't say a fucking word," I said. Go ahead and explain."Sonya stood up and pace back and forth in front of the sofa for a minute and then sat back down. Now she was looking directly at me as she spoke."Everything I have told you is the truth. Yes, if you had not come. But I didn't think of it." I'm going to ask you again: Please talk to Molly. I know she has things she needs to talk about." No, Ralph. I understand that she might need a shoulder to cry on, but you're asking too much of me to volunteer that it's my shoulder. I'm not the person for her to talk to about her problems with Peter." I looked at him, quite sternly, "It'd be too painful. There'd be too many memories. I'm not doing it. OK?"Ralph looked defeated, "OK." He paused, "It's Easter next week..