”“Yeah well perhaps it’s just as well you’re my son then, so that won’t happen.”“That wouldn’t stop me,” he said, “plenty of lads ...fuck their mothers.”“But that’s illegal, it’s incest,” she said.“Nobody’s bothered these days Mum, l mean as long as both parties are old enough and it’s consensual, who’s going to know?”Susan was stunned, she wasn’t sure how to react.“Stand up Mum,” Paul said.Susan was uncertain but stood up anyway.“Now stand in front of me.”Susan felt as if the room was suddenly. Kissing turned into frantic snogging and his hands roamed up and down my back.As my hands felt the back of his neck I gave it a few minutes and then my hands came round the front. I began undoing his shirt buttons, then ripped open his shirt, he had a hairy chest, my hands running up and down his chest as his hand tugged at my T shirt I pulled it off over my head and we resumed kissing.My hands were soon back to his chest as his hands were running up and down my spine. I moved off his lips and. But, all the other girls love to make fun of me saying we are lovers. We are just friends though. I never thought of him in any sexual way, nor did anyone else in the class. So when he had told me to stay after school to practice my piece, I honestly thought he was going to help me with it. I really wasn’t expecting him to make any moves, or for me to get so turned on by him. “Oh, Shush Heidi. You know as well as I do that nothing will happen.”“Aww, did he do something to upset you? Is that why. ." This popularity thing is kind of weird, and really confusing. In France, it was so much simpler.I just follow Charlotte.We sit down, and they introduce me to everyone. In ninth grade there is Angel, Brad, Olivia, Nate, Laura, and Mike. In our grade it's me, Charlotte, Brittany, Erin, Parker, and Kyle. In eleventh grade is Peter (yes, my brother!), Hayley, Derek, Courtney, Sam, and Julia. In twelfth grade is Lucy, Joey, Rob, Stephanie, Brad, and Vicky. I notice that there are six popular kids.