“Kyle, we’ve got 17 minutes and we don’t do oral on weekdays.” Well, we don’t have to be so grownup, for goodness sakes. Leave room for so...e seduction, some vacillation, some novelty. It’s your demarcation between being kids and being lovers. “Oh, Kyle, if we pretend it’s Saturday, I won’t have to go to my ballet lesson.” So it's still sort of a first time. A hint that Mom might know something: “You’re both pretty grown up. You’ll wash your dishes while we’re gone. You’ll not have. They had no right.My hand shook with rage and I threw my coffee across the room. "Whatthe hell?!" I yelled.Doc Phillips eyed me with calm disapproval as the coffee ran down thewall and pooled steaming on the floor. She sipped her coffee. "Yourbody has stopped forming and so it's time. It's scheduled later in theweek," She said cordially."Do I get a say in this?" I asked darkly, standing, bristling withrage."No," she informed me simply. She closed up her notepad and exited theroom. I watched her. Mum shook her head “That is not orange juice aroundyour cheeks darling.”I lifted my finger to feel. Why does spunk have to bebody temperature? There was thick cream on my cheekwhere Sean’s last drips had landed and I hadn’t feltit. I felt my face go bright red.Dad took a step into the room, he was wearing Tee shirtand boxers, and mum was in a very sexy shiny nightie,which did not cover much up. I tell you that becauseit’s what I saw, but at the time I didn’t. I have the front door key, but the hinges squeak a little. I would have to, of course, take off my shoes to prevent any unnecessary noise. The third step from the bottom of the stairs is loose, so I have to tread carefully around that. Wait a second! Is it the third or the fourth? What the fuck; just avoid them both.I exited the car, locked up, and used whatever shadows the trees provided for cover as I made my way to the door. Unlocking it with the key, I gingerly opened it, lifting slightly.
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