Even the look in his eyes was reminiscent of blue. His fingers danced across the keyboard with a rhythm that matched his swiftly beating heart, match...ng his thoughts. Was he saying the right words, spelling them out correctly, showing one’s thoughts and heart is always a chancy thing. Usually for him it feels as if he is playing a game, one wrong word could end it. Too much love could push the One away while too little would starve both him and the One Love’s breath. He inhaled sharply as his. I got very worried that her mom knew and what she would do. I was very scared she would tell my mom. My mother was as straight laced as they came. Very conservative and thought sex was only for marriage and even then only for procreation. She told me not to worry even though her mom knew she was not going to tell my mom, but her mom did want to talk to me about it. I asked when and she said right then.I went to the room they stayed in and found her mom. She invited me in and we talked about. This had become a regular occurrence lately, I work late shifts in a gym so am often in a sleep haze until about midday. Moving into Eve’s house seemed a natural progression in our relationship, we had known each other since were were born, our parents were friends and I was close with her sisters. As I begin to drift back to sleep Eve’s mum Rachel knocks on our bedroom door. “James I’m sorry if I woke you but, can you stay home and look after Charlie today she hurt her back at dance last night. I parked around the corner and walked to the house and opened the back door. I waited for about half an hour and they weren't getting out. I went to the lawn and stood against the brick watchng and waited more. it was over an hour before she got out of the van and I realized she had no skirt or pantied on. She walked to his door and kissed him . he drove off away from our house and she walked across the street. i walked to the front og th house and as she was getting closer I said damn what all.