Doch zum Antworten habe ich nicht die Bohne Zeit, es geht heute schlag auf schlag. Irgendwann ist auch solch ein Tag geschafft und ich kann den Heimwe... mit voller Vorfreude beginnen. Zu Hause angekommen steige ich aus und mache mich auf den Weg in die Wohnung. Ich schließe auf und mir schlägt leise Musik entgegen, im Flur liegt eine Spur aus Rosenblättern der ich prompt folge, ich öffne die Tür zum Schlafzimmer. Du liegst in Verführerischen Dessous im schein von gefühlten hundert Kerzen im. “I don’t think I’m gonna last very long. I’ve never done this before. It’s new for me.”“So is this, I bet,” Nick said. He pulled Peter to him and connected their mouths. It was a clumsy kiss, neither having ever kissed a boy before. Peter especially was freaked out.“Mmmmmm?” he complained uncertainty.“Do you want to stop?” Nick asked. “I could--”“No!” Peter interrupted frantically.The closest Peter ever came to being kissed before was Zack Landers. Zack was Peter’s best friend in 8th grade.. I thought to myself I hope I have enoughtime to get my trucks back and hang this suit back on the hook to drybefore everyone gets home.Just then I heard my mom call my name. Oh crap I was caught how was Igoing to explain this. I hid in the changing room hoping they wouldthink I was not home but no such luck, I saw my mom though a crack inthe curtain walking towards me asking if I was in there I kept quietwhich was a mistake because the next thing I knew she opened thecurtain and face to face we. “How long have you been teaching, Mr. Gao?” I asked. My improvisational skills were growing as much as my libido. “Two year,” he declared proudly. “This is my first year here in United States. I teach and work on my English too and you may refer to me as ‘Yun’,” he laughed. “Your English is just fine,” I said. I left out “much like the rest of you.” By this time, I was feeling a bit awkward and out of place in his lab. I knew there will be other times to speak with him. I consoled myself.