I just get up, and grab a couple more beers to drown my sorrows. I then fall asleep on the couch. The next morning was Sunday, and I slept in late. ...I woke up with a mild hangover. I went to the bathroom to relieve myself. The bedroom door was still closed.Well I guess now is the time to see if, and what I can do to salvage our relationship. I open the bedroom door, and the bed is empty. She is not any where in the bedroom. Her clothes were still there in the closet, but then women have a. Please?" "Sure...why?" "To get you out of my ass," she told me smiling. "Okay." I took the bottle from her. She turned around and bent at the waist. I slipped the nozzle into her little brown hole as far as it would go. Mom grunted. I then squeezed the bottle gently until all the liquid was now in Mom. I pulled it out and Mom quickly straightened up. "You go. I need a minute alone," Mom ordered. I quickly got out of the shower and out the door, closing it behind me. Aunt Michelle smiled at me. In fact, in my own mind, aside from the implications of having a girlfriend who was "in love" with me, I was still able to appreciate the undeniable fact that Kayla was gorgeous, she had an uninhibited streak, and she was all mine.Now I just had to figure out a way not to blow it.As we did our homework each evening, there seemed to be more of an intimacy between us. Jake was well aware of it, and did his best not to interfere too much, or give me too much shit about it when Luscious wasn't. He jumped in, and she came racing down the path, her shoes in hand."What's wrong?" I asked, giving them both a funny look."Parents are fighting again. They almost didn't let me go. I had to get out before they could change their minds. They had no choice but to let me go when Parker showed up at the door," Charlotte informed us, out of breath. "Now hit the gas."Kyle pulled back out onto the road, and headed for Brit's house.I felt bad for them. Kyle just sat there looking straight ahead at the.