Right then, my foot slipped and I went ass-backwards, rather noisily, onto the ground. As I was getting up, I saw the shade rise about a foot as her h...ad peered out into the darkness.I made it back into my house and quickly got in my room, leaving the light off, and went to bed to jack-off twice in the darkness.It was the next day when it all happened.I was coming up the street from being let off by the school bus when I walked in front of Cheryl's house and there she was sitting on the front. ‘If I could just get her sexually active, get her to fuck and suck, I would be satisfied. I then could take the constant whining of ‘do this or do that’, or ‘that wasn’t done etc. etc’. But how was the question, especially now that he had finally introduced himself to a woman he had been saying ‘good morning’ or ‘good afternoon’ too now for some time and she had responded.It had been on the spur of the moment that he decided to duck into the local shopping mall, it was quite early, barely. It was so protracted I was compelled to acknowledge it."Going home?" I turn and ask her."Yes." She's curt."Sleep well." Not that she ever really did. On nights. I imagine evenless so now pregnant. But it seemed like a thing to say.My courtesy is met with silence for a long time and it's becomingawkward just looking at each other. She's clearly thinking about whatshe wants to say. I'm just not sure if it's going to be scathing orkind."Thank you Doctor." And I know her tone well enough to know. You don’t talk much do you?’ She heard her own words mocking her and couldn’t help herself. ‘Don’t mock me little boy… I don’t need your shit tonight.’ John laughed. ‘Ok then, I guess we’re done.’ And he stood up and walked into the kitchen sliding onto one of the benches of the kitchen table. The act of him laughing at her incensed her, she wanted to walk up to him and hit him, to scream at him, to yell and curse at him. She wanted to crawl into a hole and die. She sat in the chair and glared.