I can’t lie. She was right about not having much time too as a few seconds later her mother returned home. We moved quickly, I grabbed my shorts and...boxers, pulling them on and slipping my trainers back on - on my way to the room I was supposed to be working in. Abbie, I noticed merely brushed her hair and smoothed her dress back down – making sure to cover her breasts back up.I could think about nothing else all afternoon. I found the idea that she was downstairs, chatting to her family with. "When did you become gay?" asked mum."I am not really, it just happens that Amy is the one." The same goes for me Mrs. Reynolds, I have never been interested in women before, until I met Sophie. I love her very much and happy to spend the rest of our lives together." How long has this been going on?" Asked dad."A week." Giving my parents more shock news."It's a bit sudden isn't it?" Yes, but I bet my life that this is positively what we both want, and that we are going to be together forever.. . as if I were actually driving. The vibration of my sputtering was creating such a bouncing of my lips that it was making my vision blurry. I laughed and curtailed my sounds, and began to play with the shifter as if I were in an auto race. As I was 'shifting' the car, the large round knob fell from the tall shaft and rolled beneath the seat on the passenger side. I leaned over and reached under the seat, trying to find the ball. My hand came into contact with something that felt like the. So how could I NOT honor the bet whenMarsha won?The bet? Well, first off, you've got to realize just how desperate Iwas. We were about to lose the house and I just didn't know where themoney had gone. And Marsha is more then well off. But she insisted onmaking it a wager and just wouldn't loan me anything. And it seemed tooeasy, a sure thing for twenty thousand dollars.Yes, I know. I found out that there's no such thing as a 'sure thing'.Of course, in this case, THAT was your fault, too. I.