"Just a minute!"Almost jumping out of her skin, in a panic she thrust her hand into the grocery bag, grasped the package she couldn't believe she'd bo...ght, and tossed it under her bed."We need your agreement on your clothes!" Both of her roommates giggled as her door was pushed open."Come on in," Elaine said sarcastically, picking up the grocery bag and swallowing, trying to wet her dry mouth. "You could have waited until I got back," Elaine said, nodding at the pile of clothes then looking at. They used to sleep over at each other's houses loads and were always up to mischief as girls that age will be, giggling behind their hands, blushing and running out of the den if anything at all sexual came on the TV, you know the sort of thing.Stephanie was quite grown up for her age, she was only an inch or so shorter than Rachel and she had started to get a teenagers shape particularly around her hips. She had tiny little breast buds that clearly showed in her t-shirt. She hadn’t started to. That had been exciting! But what she read this time horrified her, and she flushed scarlet as she considered the implications in it. The question was in its way innocuous, but the inevitable consequence of answering it was daunting."Dear Brenda,"Do you have anal lubricant available?"Love"YSA."She replied nervously that, no, she didn't have any. And of course, very soon an email arrived ordering her to buy some and put it in her bedside table. She wondered how he even knew she had a bedside. When everything was quiet, he peeked down the hall. It was dark, but he could see a thin strip of light underneath his Mom's door. She still used the big bedroom down the hall, the one she and Dad had used before he died. He padded down the hall, barefoot, being careful not to wake anyone along the way.He was thinking about exactly what he was going to say, rehearsing it in his mind the way they rehearsed those sugary songs over and over again. On auto pilot, he opened the door without.