After Sex Page #5

they were. F***!

Get dressed really quick.

Sh*t!

Get under the--

Get under the--

I'm hurrying!

Hey.

Hi, Mom.

What are you doing?

Nothing.

Just...lying down.

I'm a little tired.

Well, were you

talking to someone?

No.

I mean, yeah.

Um, it was Bree.

I just got off

the phone with her.

Kristy, what's

going on here?

What do you mean?

Did you have

someone over here?

No, why?

You sure?

Yeah.

Then why does it

smell in here?

Mom, I don't know

what you're talking about.

Kristy, I want you

to swear

that no one

was over here.

I swear.

Okay.

Kristy, you know that

you can talk to me, right?

Yeah, sure.

I mean about boys

and, um...sex.

Mom...

I don't know if your

father and I ever had...

that talk with you.

Mom...

You know,

the sex talk.

Anyway, it goes

like this.

It, um...

When-- When you reach

a certain age, you...

you start having

feelings and--

Yeah. Yeah, I know.

Oh, you do?

Yeah. I've known

since the sixth grade.

Don't you remember when

I walked in on you and Dad

doing it dressed like

Superman and Lois Lane

while Tim,

the creepy guy next door,

took notes dressed

as Jimmy the reporter?

Oh...yeah.

Well, um...

Good. Right. Uh...

So I'm here if--

if you ever want

to talk to me,

all right?

And, um,

if you ever...

are going to...

do anything,

just please be careful.

And, um...

use, um...

you know...

a condom.

Mom.

Okay, okay!

I just want you

to be...

I just want you

to be all right.

I'm fine, Mom, thanks.

Kristy?

Yeah?

Better get him out of here

before your father gets home.

Sh*t.

I am so f***ed.

Are you?

Yeah, and you are, too, unless

you get the hell out of here.

Enough said.

What are you doing?

Going out the balcony.

What does it look like?

Just go out

the front door.

My mom already

knows you're here.

I'm not walking

past your mom

after she knows

we just did it.

You can deal with

an entire high school

full of people knowing you threw

up during your first blowj*b,

but you can't

walk past my mom?

Good point.

Nice.

Yeah, it was nice.

Get out of here!

Bye.

Bye.

# The specialness

of today... #

Well, that was nice.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah.

You wanna

do it again?

No, not right now.

Okay.

I just wanna marinate

in this for a while.

You do know this is

just casual, right?

Yeah, of course.

Okay. Good.

'Cause I don't want you

freaking out on me,

catching feelings and sh*t.

Look, I'm not into girls.

I just like my p*ssy licked,

and you like to lick it.

That's our dynamic,

no more, no less.

Yeah.

I just want you to get it

through your head right now--

No, it's understood.

No feelings whatsoever.

Okay.

Anyway, I'm not--

I'm not gay either.

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