Needless to say I kept quiet, listened, took notes and checked out girls around the classroom. Typical college loner day, right? I run into a buddy in... cafeteria around lunch by-chance (texting wasn't prevalent just yet), and we went over our classes and schedule. He implored me to come out to Pub Night on the Thursday since I was off Fridays. I told him I'd do it the following week. In-between that very point and Pub Night was quite interesting... Got back into class on the Monday and noticed. Dad had already left for work and my sister was in class all day.There was a knock on my door and my mom asked if she could come in. She entered my room, wearing a full-length bathrobe, pulled a chair up next to my bed and sat down facing me.Are you okay” I asked. You didn't say a peep last night at dinner.”I'm fine. I was just a little confused out about what happened yesterday. I feel a little guilty.”Me too.” I said. I guess we kinda got caught up in the moment huh Now that it happened, I'm. Skirts got shorter. Suddenly, there was more cleavage out there. Movements became less wooden – her hips started rolling when she walked, making her ass something for me to watch sway and drool over. She reacted to the other half of the situation, too, clearly realizing that my formality was an effort to avoid a transgression – which meant that she was, indeed, desired. ... And she was... It crept up on me. I was doing everything that acknowledged her sexuality before I realized what it meant,. “Nothing at all. I was wrong. You were right to do what you did to free Antoine.”Over his shoulder she saw Grace nod. When Father released Amélie Grace approached and enfolded her in her arms. Amélie felt her strength and, as with Father, she felt wet drops on her cheek. Grace kissed her on the mouth. That wasn’t unusual, relatives often kissed each other in that fashion, but Amélie had a flash of wonder if the Grace’s kiss signaled more than a greeting. Grace pulled back to look at Amélie.“You.