Which was kind of disappointing as she was getting touchy feely and pretty wasted. I didn't have a whole lot of pick up skills back then, but I knew s...e would be a whole lot more fun if she was liquor loose. So, Lori and I talked and she told me I had a really good shot and spending the night with Sandy, because she was looking like she really wanted to do more than talk. I thanked Lori and walked around looking for her. I found her, throwing up in the bathroom, I helped her up, got her cleaned. Or had Claire just taken our telephone sex to a level I never dreamed existed. Was it all real after all? Jesus! “Tim? Are you still there? Are you sure you can handle all the consequences?" she asked. This time, it was my turn for the long pause. My heart thumped and my head spun with the ideas that filled it. I hadn’t given the idea of Claire getting pregnant a moment’s thought. Eventually I found the words. "Do it,” I said determinedly, “the worst that can happen is that you fall. Things had changed between him and his mother and now they weren’t as close as they used to be which is normal considering most teenage boys distance themselves from their mothers when they are growing older. His mind replayed over and over the way his body took on a life of its own and acted on pure instinct. It thoroughly went through how he just took his mother right there in the lounge without thinking what would happen should someone walk in and find them. Meanwhile in the kitchen. She, obviously, was prepared to do anything to keep his favor, but she wondered why -- why must she continue to debase herself in order to keep his affection? For all his philosophy of freeing herself, she did not feel free at all. In fact, with each outrageous act she committed, Mioki felt as if a net were closing round her. Instead of shedding convention, her conscience bothered her more, not less. Yet when she was in the arms of this man, everything else melted away to nothingness. She lived.