“You have something on your upper lip,” my dad said. “What is it?” I immediately brushed off my upper lip with my pointer finger and stared a... it. It was Bobby's pre-cum. I was stunned to see it. “Just some milk,” I lied. “You know how I am, Dad. I love my milk mustaches.” “True, true,” he said. “Okay, I got to get to work now. I'll see you guys later.” Suddenly, I noticed that my cheerleader bloomers were still on the floor and in clear sight. I quickly stepped on them and spread my. Stop and pick up what I needed to get for the party there i got on another bus and headed to the party I felt like I wanted to hide it looks I was getting looks all over the place and I almost forgot to close my legs a bit on the bus sitting one guy he was looking at my legs under the skirt it was embarrassing got to the party someone had to come down and let me in did I got to the apartment where the party was the one girl almost fell over laughing she was laughing for a good 5 minutes then. I had started out calling her Mrs Gaffney but she soon told me I must call her Janice. Caitlin had taken some time off work as a private nurse, however one of the days I was there was her day to see a very ill patient and she knew he didn't have long left so when she told me she really wanted to work that day I totally understood telling her I would be quite happy doing something by myself. When Janice found out she told me she could work from home that day so if I needed dropping off anywhere. . probably more than I’d ever felt toward any other person. And, don’t get me wrong ... I have hated before. There was a man who, five or six years before, had stolen a woman away that I loved dearly. Well ... that’s not quite accurate. Actually, it was I who was trying to steal the woman away from him. But that’s rather beside the point. The truth of the matter is, I had hated him. But not as much as I hated dear old Joe, who was now lying there in the living room. But I hadn’t meant to, I.