He dumped the milk and drank the beer. He hated leaving Emma in that small, blank apartment. Not that his was much better, he thought. It was messy. G...y messy. Lived in, he corrected himself. He hadn't bothered with Christmas decorations, even, since he'd been so immersed in his writing. At least Emma had found herself the little Santa tabletop decoration, complete with sleigh and reindeer. Inspiration struck. It was too close to Christmas to bother decorating his place--but he could decorate. I am a teenager, good at studies but a lot of perverse thoughts in my mind. Ever since I grew pubic hair and I figured out about birds and bees, I have been in constant state of arousal with my mom.She is confident, dresses up conservative but is a fun loving person who laughs off my every silly thing. Like I once accidentally bumped her business suit clad ass with a hard on, all she did was a mock gyration and laughed off. Once I got up in the morning, she was sitting in a chair beside me, I. Talk with her. Be courteous. Treat her well." OK Kyle, that doesn't sound too hard." A couple other things, Andy. Don't talk about Star Trek, video games or your computer. Girls aren't interested in that.Andy furrowed his brow a little. "No computers, video games or Star Trek. OK, thanks, Kyle."Andy went back to his room. I continued working on my homework. After dinner, I waited in the living room for my ride to the bowling alley while Andy waited for Heather Miller's mom to come pick him and. It was amazing you could land a vessel that large besides a house and run across a yard that big and have no one notice. Still, it was better than the alternative, which would involve fighter jets descending on them.Pausing to catch his breath on Joseph's porch, Josh straightened to knock on the door. It was snatched open almost immediately by Becky."Josh, it's about time!" she yelled, throwing herself at him, but Josh was quicker, sidestepping and holding her back with his hand."Sorry, but we.