My stomach was in knots, as I listened to Stacey call my brother a freak.“What the fuck are you doing?”Stacey looked right at me.“Anne!”My bro...her looked like a deer caught in the headlights. He quickly pushed Stacey away from him and ran in his room, locking the door. “What the fuck is going on Stace?”“Nothing.”“What the fuck do you mean nothing? I just saw the whole thing!”“So then what are you asking me for?”“Why the fuck did you do that?”“What’s the big deal?”“He’s my brother!”“So he’s a. I’d used extreme measures twice before, and if there was ever a time to do the same thing, it was now.“OK,” I said. “Let’s try something different. Liz, did you and I do ANYTHING sexual with each other, ever in our lives, in any way, shape, or form?”“Absolutely not.”“I agree. We absolutely never did. Dad? Do you think Liz and I did ANYTHING sexual together, ever in our lives.”“No, you didn’t.”“So, Mom, are we all liars? Or is that Orosco «сука» the REAL problem? YOU told me how innocent it was. This way, I could pull the stone out easily to look, but when I left, I could plug it back up, so nobody could find what I had done. I layed out a bunch of snacks (chips, cookies, and the like) in the space by the holes, and left some comics and notebook paper in there as well. But nothing that could be used to identify me if someone came across it. My little voyeur den was complete. Our school has PE for the girls around 12:30 pm, so I got together with my friends, and told them what I had. “I can’t believe I’m doing this”, “Don’t have any expectations”, “We’re not going to have sex!”. Richard knew she wanted it, why else would she be taking him home. He comforted her by saying “Don’t worry, we’re just going back for a massage and if anything happens, it’ll happen, but you’re setting the pace.” Her gay roommate laughed as he said “Yeah, he’ll massage your clit!” Once they arrived to her home the place was a mess. Your typical Fredericton home, with the scent of dampness in the old.