My mother came into view as I saw her stride into the hallway. Most kids continued to walk past without saying anything but noticing us both with wide...eyed realisation. My mother looked at me with a sad expression as I leaned against the wall looking hopeless. I saw Wade and Andrew standing in the distance looking concerned together as they observed my mothers and I conversation. I was the first to speak this time. What the fuck is going on here? I ask in a breathless devastated voice. There. "What's wrong?" She asked, looking nervous. "Don't you want to kiss?"Man, do I ever but there was still some part of my brain working on some level that was preventing me."I can't Sarah, you are Maria's sister! I will get in a lot of trouble for kissing you." I blurted outA little smile came across her face, "Maria is cheating on you for a start, that is why she is not home tonight. She knows you will not be in town because you are looking after me."Before I had even come to terms with this. Some OSHA inspector must have come around this corner once and tripped head-on into a librarian pushing a cart of Russian novels. Crash! Suddenly there was bleak, monolithic tragedy sprawled across this ugly carpeting. And the next week saw a $200 safety-mirror here, handy as Braille light-switch instructions.I straightened my reflection's ruffled collar. It occurred to me that I looked like Tom Cruise in Collateral: the dirty, expensive suit, friendly face, goatee. And we shared that name. I. Her breasts were big and, though she hid it behind men's jeans and a loose fitting polo shirt; she had a nice hourglass shape almost like a super sized version of the sexy redhead from Mad Men.Shelly brushed a stray hair away from the brunette's cheek. She had played this game before and she knew when to push. The brunette was clearly intrigued and she was a long way from home in a town that she knew no one. "You're not into girls?" Shelly prodded skeptically."Nope, not really. Sorry," the.