I mean," I shrug, thinking, "we kind of look the same." Which is semi-true. All three of us are blessed with slim and toned yet busty bodies. Yet at t...e same time, Emma is blonde, and tanned, while Jessica and me are the school goths. Both pale-skinned, we hate the sun, and up until September, we both had natural black hair. I dyed mine blue, which, so long as I keep scoring straight A's, the school chooses to overlook. I continue talking as we make our way into the changing rooms, stripping. Leave it, please.Me: I plead you, mom. I beg of you. Please listen.Mom’s voice got a little damp, and her eyes wet. She said, “Okay, tell me.” In a very emotional tone which was about to cry her heart out.Me: I have seen you with them. I don’t know, but I never spoke to anyone about it. I liked what you did, but I didn’t like you to do with them.Mom: I am sorry. (Crying out slowly)Me: Don’t be sorry, mom. Please listen.Mom: I can’t. I can’t. This is not something a mother and son should talk. Luckily, the timing was obvious, to both parents. But as unhappy as Hannah was, she didn't blow our cover, and let Phil assume that "the boy Caitlin met while she was hiking and camping during spring break" was responsible. He was pretty unhappy that she couldn't identify this boy as anyone other than "Josh". When pressed, Caitlin got all teary-eyed and said, "We only did it once, Daddy. I didn't think anything would happen. All I know is that he's from San Francisco."Hannah rolled her eyes.The. There was a strange momentum building here. Unable to concentrate, I picked a title at random. It was "Fantasy Chamber". The film came on and we tried to keep a conversation going, awkward as it was. Dick talked about 2 woman he'd had sex with, together, in Martinique. They were teachers from Montreal, looking for adventure in the Islands. They'd been nude when they met, at the beach. He went into detail. A hot story! It turned me on."I guess they got what they were looking for" I responded,.