.I had a good day...you know...hanging around and...stuff." Mom smiled and said, "You need to get out of the house more Peter. Surely your friends i...n the neighborhood are out doing fun things. Just as long as you're home for supper, summer is a time for having fun!" I nodded my head, then smiled and said I would get outside of the house and hang out with friends. After I finished dinner I asked, "Mom, is it okay if I use the phone and call to see if anyone wants to do something tomorrow?" . She can call me ‘junk food’ and I will feel like a steak, she really turns me upside down. But it wasn’t only a kiss, it never is. We got to my room within minutes, I carried her there. I wanted to feel her near me again, and she enjoyed the trip. She held herself to my chest while kissing and once in front of my room she asked me to let her down because she ‘is not a bride’. I love that attitude, that constant contradiction on her. She asked me for a few minutes so I got her a towel and soap,. When she wrote me she told me she was pregnant with her second child. It would be a boy. I was really happy for her and Phil. Phil worked for my dad at the feed mill. His parents owned a large farm so he knew a lot about the business.When I returned home mom and dad were so happy. I have to admit I was quite homesick myself. When Julie found out I was home she came over to see me. Mom said they were throwing me a welcome home party on Saturday. I told them it wasn't necessary but they didn't. She reached for it, her breasts pressing against the soft fuzz of her sweater, and began to stroke the smooth folds of flesh. She didn’t know why she was doing this. She just had to. Something had taken her over. ‘Christi…’ Professor Hansen said, swallowing and sweat breaking out on his forehead. ‘You can’t do this. It’s not… you could get in trouble. I could get in trouble. Your grades are fine, you don’t need to…’ ‘I’m not doing this for a grade, professor,’ she said, and her fingers pushed.