"No, there aren't that many interesting boys in high school, there are many more to choose from in college."Her smile was faint and she was purposely ...lacing her breasts in my face, and I was enjoying the display of flesh. "Do you have one special guy?" I knew she wanted to appear older and I wondered what Helen would say if she knew her best friend was teasing her brother. I thought about it for a moment and began to wonder if the pair of them set this meeting up. I wouldn't put it past. "Uhoh."Jason's eyes rolled back as she bit her lip. Her hips cracked, thebones pushing outward and popping into place. She seemed to thrust hermound further out for me to see, her left hand brushing the covers ofher bed. Her skin was covered in sweat that I could smell, and itwasn't very manly. Jason's eyes floated back to reality, and she lookedat me."Sit down and give me your hand." She motioned to the chair that Jasonkept in his room for guests like me. I sat down, not taking my eyes offthe. Then, probably with minutes to spare before she got home, I raced out of the house and down the road. I waited for two hours before going home, all the time wondering if I’d made a huge mistake. By the time I eventually found myself on my doorstep I felt physically sick. I opened the door slowly and slipped in, glancing into my mum’s bedroom on the way down the hall, the envelope was gone, she’d definitely see them. For a minute I thought she’d gone out again, the house was empty, but then I. Mark let his mind drift, remembering that his Aunt Becky and Uncle Peter would be there too. His mother's sister, Becky, was always there for them after Mark's parents divorced. Both women were in their early forties, but one would never guess it. Aunt Becky insisted that Mark's mother go to the gym with her as a healthy way to cope with things. Pulling his thoughts from his mother and aunt's bodies, he thought how his Uncle Peter was more like a father than his real dad had ever been.With the.