" Denise didn't seem to be offended. "That's pretty cool, right?" I think I'm pretty wet," I said, mostly to myself."You made Lonnie cum?" Eva asked w...th a grin. "Fuck! Maybe I should make out with you for awhile." Maybe they should fight already," Suzy suggested, taking us by surprise. The idea of fighting Denise was the absolute furthest thing from my mind. Hers too, I bet.They couldn't be serious, could they? I pretty much figured I had to be in love with Denise. Probably I'd wanted to love. Mom.”“Don’t talk back to your mother!”“Uh ... Mom.”“Who are you? What are you doing to my daughter?”“I’m Al Forbes. I’m on the school board, and I was just congratulating her on her PSAT scores. She had the second highest score in the school.”“She must have cheated.”“Excuse me?”“She must have cheated to get a good score.”“I was the proctor for that exam. She sat three rows away from where I was seated. She didn’t cheat.”“Well. I don’t know what to say other than you must have helped her. Did. He was feeling low, despondent, depressed and lonely. Even so, he did not resort to take-away food; he did not frequent a fast food joint, he and Celia had always shared cooking though he was a much better cook than she was. He did himself a pork chop in bread crumbs, baked potato, peas and a couple of slices off a pineapple they had been eating for dessert.He buried himself in some work, read a book and went to bed to the strains of Sydney Bechet playing blues – very apt for his mood, he. Our mouths would find the other’s breasts to be tasted, nibbled at and sucked. Working our way down each other’s stomachs and finding the way to the warm wet spots between our legs, where tongues and fingers would start slowly, building to a crescendo where we would both explode together. After giving each other several orgasms, we would lie entwined and fall asleep, waking up in the morning in the same position.A small T.V. was set up on a stand I had picked up at a yard sale and on the east.