It now my turn to get all wide eyed. “Really? That’s like so cool. How? Doing what?” momentarily forgetting all about my embarrassment. I know, ... know, so like a guy wanting to hear about two girls making out but remember I knew NOTHING about real sex and hoped Beth might throw a few beams of light on the darkness. When I showed curiosity instead of lridicule or condemnation she began to relax, even seeming eager to share with someone about it. She began “You know. Like kissing each other’s. Chad was fine as always. Homework was never an issue with him though I disappointed him by not playing a game of Madden with him.Barbara on the other hand, was not so fine. I found her in the family room crying her poor little eyes out. As soon as I sat down next to her she put her head on my chest and really let the waterworks out. Growing up, I thought Chad was going to be the emotional one since he was such a mamma's boy and Barbara was my little tomboy. Then puberty hit and Chad started to. His long thick cock was directly in front of me. My palms itchedand I had to swallow excess saliva. I didn't want to have to doanything sexual with him but, of course, that was expected of me now.But Owner surprised me. Instead of telling me what sort of service hedesired, he put his hands on his knees, looked down at me, and spoke."So," he said thoughtfully. "You got hard for Josh. I've never seenyou get hard for me, Cookie. You always used the excuse that it wasbecause you're straight. . But none of that would happen until sunrise, and there I was, stranded.The melody that was playing was in some Asian language. I had no idea what it said but it felt sad. It must had been that way, since the woman sitting three armchairs from me began to burst into tears, as if someone had suddenly opened a tap on her face. She tried to hide it by looking at the ceiling and wiping away the tears carefully with a napkin, like when something gets in your eye and you try to blink several times so.