Now alone with Rebecca, I began to call my adoptive mother by her firstname, I decided that I would give in a little. Actually, there wasn't apublic l...brary within walking distance and I was getting bored. With mysanity in jeopardy, I raised all my grades exactly one letter grade, nomore no less.Rebecca was very pleased with her parental skills and removed myrestrictions. She left me alone as new responsibilities at work kept heraway from home. For months, we would pass one another late at. At 2 am i woke up and went to the washroom when i returned back, i shoot a glance over Pallavi she was lying on the lower birth covering herself with a blanket. She whispered, “You don’t have to stare from that distance, come here and sit” in a very sensual and sexy voice.My heart started pounding i looked in every direction, i didn’t see anybody the path was clear.It was dark too, i stepped forward and sat near hear breasts. She whispered again, “kiss me”. IWas getting hard, she could easily. “So, if you do something to make me happy that makes you unhappy, then I would be unhappy . . .”“Let's leave the deep philosophy for another time,” I said, “we could chase that fish around the lake for months.”She nodded again. The waitress brought our drinks and fries, dropped the check on the table and left us alone again. She took a sip of her drink while I nibbled a fry.“Back to why I wanted to talk to you alone,” I said, “Becky tells me you want to have sex with Peter.”She nodded“She also. Goalies say the posts are their friends, part of their equipment. I say the posts are their enemy and part of my equipment, not theirs. “Now let’s see you try a few,” Dan said, gathering some pucks.He feathered a pass to Brad and his shot found the center of the net. “Try a slight angle turn to your right or left,” Brad did so, and the next shot rang off the far post and to the corner boards. The next shot hit the post and off the glass. The third shot hit the post, going into the net.“Good one.