She shook as the tears came out, accompanied by sobs. The kind that are so desperate that they don't come out as one sound but are broken up as if the... person is trying to hyperventilate at the same time. I sat there holding her, cradling her head, letting her get it out.I saw the front door open and John step out. There's a streetlight across the street from where we were parked so I'm sure John could see the glare I gave him. He backed inside the house, his head hanging, and closed the door.A. He had already said goodnight to his parents who had retreated into their bedroom and said a small "Night!" through his sister's impenetrable bedroom door with the customary silent response. Opening his bedroom door he immediately noticed that his desk chair was not where he'd left it.Thinking nothing of it he proceeded to sit at his desk and opened his laptop deciding what he was to watch tonight: he had a wide library to choose from. It was the colour of the note which first stood out. A pale. My mom had a membership to gym not far from us and I asked if he wanted to go swimming at the indoor pool. He said sure. We went to the gym and changed clothes in the locker room. Bring winter there wasn't anyone around. We swam for a while,after showing off our dives I said lets go to my house. The shower was small so we used two beside each other. While washing he asked if I ever played with it, I said no,do you? He said yes sometimes. I asked how it felt, he said real good. I told him I'd. I froze with excitement and trepidation. Could I evendo this?"Steel yourself girl, are you a man or a mouse" the thought crossed mymind and then I giggled to myself... I certainly didn't look like a man.The bell rang again"Coming" I shoutedI took a breath and walked to the door, my heels clicking on the parquetfloor in my hall. I flicked my yale lock and pulled the door open. He stood in the doorway, a shaft sunlight shone down on him, casting himin a halo of brightness, I had to shield my.