“I kinda promised Lucinda that I would convince you to swing with us. That is if you asked me to fuck,” she explained. “I was pretty sure that y...u were interested. It’s just one of the things I’ve learning. You know how to read people.”“What’s Sandy going to say?” I asked.“Sandy is not going to know. At least not anytime soon,” she demanded.“That’s an easy thing to promise,” I said. “Try new things in the twilight years keeps us young.”“It’s one A M and the kids are already in a festive mood,. They were dressed for a party, a drink in every hand, and every eye looking directly at me. Tabitha spoke up. She was like Frank N. Furter introducing Rocky. "Behold my creation! He just wasn't any good as a man. I trusted him, and he did what all men do. He betrayed me. But he's not all bad, you see...Just look. And for tonight, do anything else you like, for tomorrow he will become my bride."Glasses lifted in a silent toast, and Sade came on the stereo. I walked into the living room. Dad was one of these "early to bed, early to rise" types though, so he called it a night pretty early, and Chrissy, her mom and I settled down in the family room to watch a little television. Mom was across the way in a recliner, angled slightly to face the television, so she didn't have a direct view of us. Now I was a good Catholic boy - and a sweet little southerner to boot - so I knew the importance of sucking up to mom and dad if I was going to to get the chance to continue corrupting. I felt a stirring in my pants. ‘Not now,’ I thought to myself, ‘we’ve got all day!’ I really liked school, but today would be a drag. I was hot and I was, of coarse, preoccupied with Karen. This I did not understand because I have been getting laid regularly since the band had started playing at the school dances. Not that I’m any kind of Casanova, I’ve just been lucky because I play guitar so well. Seems the ‘groupies’ always go for the lead player. Karen had just been in a mood last night and.