“mmhumm” I replied. Her mom was already in the room when that happened. “Brandy, can you come here. I need to talk to you” her mom said. Fuck....We were caught, or at least I thought we were. She left my side and I heard only bits and pieces of them two talking in the kitchen. I was thinking to myself that maybe I should be more careful. I was eighteen and she was sixteen at the time and I didn’t want to push my luck, even though her boyfriend had been ten years older than me. When they stopped. I push the shirt off your shoulders, you straighten your arms and it floats to the floor and I kiss you again. You shiver as your back comes into contact with the cold metal of the fridge door and you involuntarily try to step forward, but I am there, crushing you back to the door. I feel your breasts on my chest through the material of your bra. I hear you moan as my hand ventures south once more, slowly exploring your navel and beyond. I feel you squirm in anticipation and my hand stops. But when they were in the same class the next year, they were assigned to work on a project together and she had found him to be friendly and funny.They both wound up in the same class for junior high, straight through to grade 9 now. He had become her best friend and she had never given it a second thought. The last couple of days had rocked her world completely though, and seeing for the first time since her ‘coming out’, he looked much different.He was not very tall, still taller than her,. " Well, let me ask you to do one thing and only one thing. Since you saidhe respects your need for time and to think things through, take it.Don't call him for a few weeks. Go about your normal routine." What will that accomplish?" Susan will be home by then, your regular life will resume and I bet thatthis all fades away like it did when you were 16." You just might be right, as always. Thanks."The subject changed to other family issues, Leslie's new job offers, andwhether or not they.