.. I can plainly see that in some ways, Mom’s not smart. And don’t get me wrong. I’m talking about my birth mother, not Dad’s forever wife, my...sister slash step-mom slash friend.That’s Kim. Kim’s wonderful and smart like me.So being a research engineer in Real Life® I did some reading. Studied. Investigated.This is not puppy love. It’s not a crush. It’s real.I kissed him first, you know. I don’t know how long I would have to wait if I didn’t.He acted appropriately mortified, made the correct. I had warned her earlier that Sandy was coming over, and I even told her why. I never just invited people over without letting my parents, and Girl, know; too much potential for embarrassment."Mom, this is Sandy. She came over to study with me and Karen," I said"OK, dear," she replied. "Let me know if you need anything."As I led Sandy upstairs, she said, "Study? Your mom lets you study in your room with two cute girls?" She trusts me," I replied blandly."Ha!" Sandy exclaimed.We got to my room. Who else would I want my first time to be with? Some girl from school at a concert? Or someone I trust who's beautiful inside and out?" You're making me blush. You're so beautiful. And I'm a middle aged woman." Don't sell yourself so short. I think you're hot." I smiled with this in a way that I could tell made her feel something. She was attracted to me, definitely."We cannot tell anyone, not ever."I was already moving towards her. "I know," and that was the last thing we said. I kissed her on. We didn’t know much about them, since we never talk much prior, as not to waste time. We try to avoid fakes and flakes. At first, we discussed vanilla things. Tom and Carol lived only a few towns from us, have two teenagers, love dogs, she’s a teacher, he’s an engineer, and they hate the Yankees.As the drinks took effect, Carol moved closer to me. She placed her right hand on my thigh. They candidly told us that while they both have high sex drives, they have lost interest in each other. Carol,.