He joined me inthe living room, where I sat comfortably waiting for him."Did you finish your chores honey?" I was just cleaning the kitchen counters, ...he last item on your list. Ihave the towels in the dryer, so I will fold those when they are done." Very good, I like how willing you are to please me by doing as you'retold. Keep that up and make me a nice ham sandwich for lunch. I will eatin here. While I'm eating I want you to kneel here and wait for me tofinish. Then I have somethings to show. Her phone dinged and there was a message from a number she didn't recognize which simply stated, " 'sup. " She giggled out loud at his message. It was simple and not what she had expected from someone his age. She was sure he had struggled with how to respond so she thought she would turn up the heat by sending him a nude photo of her.She stepped into an alley and pulled up her shirt, giving him a good look at her tits. She snapped the shot and sent it to him.Bob had fought with himself over. I looked at Aunt Claudia and saw that she was equally shocked to hear the question. I wondered if she would lie. She was looking down in the water and shifting in her seat. "Mike" she mumbled. "Mike who?" Mom asked. "Mike" she repeated, pointing at me. Mom shifted her weight on my lap so she could look at me. Surprisingly, her face wasn't angry just confused. She saw how uncomfortable I was and patted my head to show me she wasn't annoyed."I'm so sorry, it just happened." I explained "Yesterday. When we returned from the chorus concert, Tiffany told me that I had gotten twenty calls so far, one from the Pittsburgh Pirates, who had drafted me with the fourth pick, and all the rest from agents eager to have me sign up with them. Eventually, she said, she just changed the answering machine message so that it gave out my cell phone number, and then she had just stopped answering the phone.I thanked her, and then excused myself to go study. Dad and Tiffany traded looks, and Dad cleared his.