We ran down stairs to get breakfast. We ate our breakfast while staring at each other the entire time. He wanted to see how many times he could make m... blush and look down at my plate. My mom walked into the kitchen. "Oh, Hi Michael how are you this morning?" Very good Mrs. S and how are you this morning?"I couldn't help but smile when he said this.She went about cleaning and straightening the kitchen. Humming the usual tune. "Mom me and Michael would like to go out for a while, is that okay?". Was my Lizzie fantasizing about someone else? Wait, I thought, that was common enough... I guess everyone did that... I certainly had thought about one or two of my students that way... even some of Liz's friends... but... my Lizzie? It was inconceivable that she could even think of... who? Who could it be? My mind began racing even faster... a slut, she called herself... a dirty, cheating whore... wait...wait... she couldn't have been thinking of something other than fantasy? Could she? Why. Jo started saying how she has fancied me for so long and been watching me all night, I don’t really fancy Jo to be honest, but right at that point I was so turned on it really didn’t matter too much. Jo lent in and cupped my face in her hands and touched her lips to mine, slowly kissing my bottom lip and stroking my hair. I parted my lips and our tongues touched, our embrace getting more passionate, her hands wandered down and I parted my legs. Jo was making her way down kissing my neck and I. We were being very careful, at least as far as pregnancy was concerned, though. Shirley had even asked her mother to let her get on birth control pills, but Mrs. Jones had told Shirley she'd needed to first get her father's permission. Shirley wasn't ready for that, not yet. I smiled over at Ron, but I made no comment. I wondered how I'd feel if I had a younger sister, and I knew for certain that her boyfriend was having sex with her."Mom, I'm going over to Kenny's for awhile. I'll phone you if.