He had made a complete ass of himself all afternoon. Andhad not been able to "score" once with any of the girls there. His reputationhad preceded him.... He did manage to beat up a couple of boys smaller thanhimself however. Sarah decided to give him the "slow" treatment instead ofall at once. He needed to be taught a lesson the hard way.Sarah shut down her office terminal and head for home. It was from there thatshe could work her magic and she needed her "special" computer for that. ' Jason replied softly as a light bulb began to flicker on in his brain.'And these girls will either have to start covering up or...?''Or join us under the umbrellas!' By Jove, I think he got it!'Damn,' Jason breathed in admiration. 'I hope I'm as smart as you are when I'm your age, Mom,' he finished with a shoulder bump.'Yeah, right. Like in six years you'll be old and decrepit like I am?' Jason was smart enough not to answer that and instead asked what we should do until pink tits started to. We watched a new detective drama, both of us chuckling at the over-acting, and the absurd storyline, and after the late news, I decided to go to bed. I said goodnight to Sonya, kissed the top of her head as she sat on the couch, and retired to my bedroom. I had an en-suite bathroom off my bedroom, and after a quick shower, I put on some short summer pyjamas, and got into bed. I lay in the dark, and I could hear Sonya in the shower down the hall. As I lay there, I had a pleasant train of. Trying to sound like a friend, not a parent or doctor, when I suggested, “Maybe, you know, you can ‘tap her light’, as we used to say, tonight. Maybe you’ll feel better tomorrow.” If he got wasted I knew he’d feel like shit the next day.He looked at me for a second before he sighed, nodded and said, “Yeah, I know buddy. Maybe we can talk some tomorrow.” He knew he’d been fucking up.“Sure. I’ll really try to make it, Pete.” I left, not knowing if he’d show up or not.This is where the story.