He moped around and finally cornered her in the hallway, asking what was wrong."We got too close to doing it." she whispered."So?" he prompted, hopefu...lly."You dope!" she hissed. "I'm not on any birth control. Do you want to knock me up you idiot?" Of course not" he said, horrified at the idea of being a father at fifteen, especially if the belly that he caused to swell up was his sister's. He couldn't think of a single person who would pat him on the back and say "YEAH! You da man! What a. It wasn't exactly Saul on the road to Damascus, but it was close enough. As I stood in Mike's jewelry store holding Becky's hand as she showed me Taylor's ring, suddenly I could see the future - us together, not like in the past when we were kids in high school, but our future as adults, working side by side, every day loving and caring for each other and Amelia. Would she have agreed if I'd asked her to marry me right then in front of the jewelry case while she was trying on those. ”She raised her eyebrows and gave me a quizzical look as the sound of the lawnmower stopped.”He’s coming around to the backyard,” I reported.The drone of the mower started again as I pushed her into the room. I took the basket and put it on the floor. I reached up and squeezed her big, firm breasts with both hands. Her nipples pushed into my palms as I massaged the glorious globes of flesh and kissed her. I dropped my hands and pulled her shorts down as she watched out the window. He was about. I believe myself when I think she would surely understand if I chose to spend this time elsewhere… perhaps she might even prefer that. I look around at the other cars, specifically to see if her parents’ aging Oldsmobile is among them. I owe her mother a phone call, but I keep putting it off because I don’t know what we might end up talking about. I almost sent her mother flowers when it was her own birthday, but I wasn’t sure if there’s a protocol for that kind of thing. I mean, her mom has.