I swear guys I had an instant boner. She was beautiful (kind of Camila Mendes)She had the perfect figure not too small and not too big. And the shorts... and shirt she was wearing was enough showing enough skin to make a man wet. I still remember the cleavage(all because of the weather due to which skin had become oily and sweaty made it perfect) I still masturbate thinking about it.I waited for her to come out. when she came out the first thing I was going to say was sorry. But my attention went. The endless recounting of ‘one time’ and ‘when I was a kid’ and ‘I knew this guy who knew this guy’… I will never need to know how to align pipes in the ground. I don’t care that blue ice falls from the sky at a velocity of… I don’t want to or, need to know the properties of diatomaceous earth verses other dirt. No! No! NO! I do NOT want to know how the filter on the refrigerator works again and why! It works, that’s enough for me. Why do I need to know the process for refining oil into gas. "If only she knew, thought Kiki. "Yes, mama."Her mother pursed her lips. "Take that smile off your face. You are luckyI didn't throw it in the-"Suddenly the silence became deafening. Kiki looked up, and with dawningpanic noticed her mother was staring into her room. She had left thecomputer monitor on, and Instagram was still open on one of the picturesof her friends."Is that pornography?"Realising honesty would probably serve her better this time, she risked aglance over her shoulder and shook. “I’m not sitting there, that’s your chair,” she declared when I urged her with another push. I looked at it in the light and frowned. It was pretty ratty and cheap. I had picked it up off the streetside a couple of years ago. It was amazing these girls put up with any of this. I’d have to do better.“I was going to sit you down and unzip the boots and take them off of you,” I explained. She lit up. Alex was grinning too. Sam looked on with a nervous nibble of her lower lip. I had never believed.