" She surries through the garden door and returns after a few minutes giggling. She whispers, "Dude, come to my house, your mom is doing stuff that is... private." She declines to answer any more questions. I head to Maria's home and we both read a good novel. I get a text from mom to come home. I enter my house to see the house in a mess. White sticky liquid all over the carpet. Mom dressed in a bikini. I ask, "Mom, what happened?" Mom giggles,"Ladies' secret."I hug my mom and she hugs me back. I. ‘I came to see you, obviously,’ Aidan replied from where he stood just inside the door. His hands were shoved deep into the pockets of his pea-coat and his face was set in an inscrutable expression. If she had had to hazard a guess, French would have said he was angry. ‘Oh.’ Oh? God, how lame, she berated herself silently. Now was not the time to have nothing to say. Marie-Josée beckoned Nicolàs to her side with not-so-subtle motions of her head. Aidan watched the other man’s approach, coolly. Her breasts were magnificent. She reached up and I bent for the sweet little kiss. I was happy it lingered longer than the previous kiss.***I got all the stuff into the garden and pulled off my t-shirt to settle in to planting up the remaining planters. Julie asked me to help her transfer from her wheelchair to a lounger. She looked so sweet half laying back and I found it hard to not keep finding something to say so I could look at her. After a little while she said, "Jim, would it bother you. As far as they knew. I of course told my mom because we were best friends, her being both mom and dad. And I am glad to say she was just happy that I was happy.We actually didn't start officially going out until 10th grade. I was in most of her classes that year and she pretended she hated it the first day. I remember her giving me this disgusted look and saying, "Oh it's you." every time I walked into one of our classes like she hated me. To this day I hold that against her saying I was really.