Grass on the Field

It was hot, and dry, so the grass was all golden brown, and nobody mowed it for a long long time.

On the corner, so the back yard was right up the street, but then I heard a mower running, and before I got dressed to go out, they started up a trimmer, too. A couple of boys were clipping the tree, up on ladders, but I saw Ethan leaned way over to push the mower.

He was already sweaty, and he had wet spots under his arms, but then he stopped in the corner, pulled it back, and went around to push it up in the corner again, the other way. Then, he turned around, and pulled it one handed, while his big brother Izeah came along behind him with the trimmer.

He looked right at me, and the fence shook, so he went back to what he was doing. The string broke, so he had to whack it on the ground to pop more out, but he looked right at me! He smiled too, I never had a high-school boy smile at me before, but Ethan.

He smiled at me all the time, when he’s not too busy, watching where he’s putting the mower to even notice me, standing there. Then, the tree shook, and one of the other boys, I didn’t know pulled his legs up to sit on the branch. So, I went over to the corner, where the pear tree was, to watch them.

I know it’s a pear tree, because sometimes it gets covered in pears, and drops them over the fence to pick up, and eat for an after school snack, if they’re not gross, and rotten.

“Hey.” The boy up on the branch pointed, and the other boy twisted around on the ladder. Ethan, and Izeah were all the way on the other corner, mowing, and trimming around the garage, so we didn’t have to shout too loud over them.

“Uh, good thinking, doing chores.”

“It was my idea.” The one in the ladder bragged.

“Well, it’s my ladder.”

“No, it’s your dad’s.”

“Well, it was my idea to bring it.” They argued, while I rolled my eyes, and then covered my ears, because Ethan was coming back around with the mower again. Not quite to the corner, there was a tree in the way, and he kept spiraling in, closer, and closer to the middle until there was just a little square left to cut off.

“So, how much are you guys making off this?” The old couple, that lives there. Well, the old lady used to have potted plants, she watered, but now they’re just dead sticks hanging in green plastic baskets.

“Twenty bucks.”

“Each?”

“No, that’s 5 bucks apiece.”

RUUUUNNNN! Nunununun… The weed whacker sputtered to a stop, and Izeah said. “Look guys, if you’re going to slack off, then at least move the ladder so I can get back there.” He pointed with the head.

“I’m Charlie.” I held my hand up, to the side of the fence.

“I know who you are.” He got down, and put his knee on the handle, to hold down the little lever, and pull on the starter.

“I’m Keven,” the one with the ladder reached over the fence to shake his hand, then. “I’m Trevor.” His friend shook my other one.

“Maybe I can help, pull me up.”

“Uhn!” The boys grunted, and pulled, so I could put my shoes on the fence, and walk up it.

“Careful, the tops might be sharp.” They grabbed my legs, and my skirt caught on it. The ends weren’t bent down, so they stuck up, and poked right through the hem, but one of them pulled it off for me, and set me down.

Bupbt, bwaAAAAAHN! We had to run out, from behind the tree, when Izeah stood up, and pulled his safety glasses down, but he didn’t seem to mind me flirting with his friends.

“So, Charley?”

“Yeah, Charlotte, but my friends call me Charley.” I looked around, behind them, where Ethan was pushing the mower, bent down, so he can look at where he’s going, but the boys got out of the way. So, he looked up at me, and I waved. He didn’t smile, but he shook his head surprised, and let go of the handle. So, the mower stopped, and the only sound was the weed whacker, beating up the leaves underneath the tree.

“Hey.” He finally smiled back. “Uh, maybe I better go clear out the old dead potted plants off the porch, you wanna help?”

“Yeah,” Trevor, I think. “It’s my turn to run the mower, why don’t you go take a break?”

“Come on,” I took his hand, and he followed me up the steps, but I liked him, and I knew that he liked me. He just never came up to ask me out, but I knew he wanted to. So finally, I got sick of waiting, and got the guts to come up, and talk to him.

Then, the boys pulled out a leaf blower, and started fighting over who got to use it.

“Why don’t you go finish mowing, if you want it so much.”

“Well, let me start it for you.”

“I got it.” He held it up, and pushed a button. Just like that, it started, because it was electric, it didn’t have one of those strings you pull to get the motor started.

So then, Trevor went back over to the mower, and Put his foot up, to pull the starter.

“You have to hold the handle!” Ethan called down, with a plant holder in each hand.

“Well, how am I supposed to pull the starter, holding the handle?”

“Here.” he handed me the plant holders, and left me there. Trying to figure out what to do with them, while he ran back down to show him.

Then, I heard a knock on the window, in the back door, and the old lady opened it.

“What are you doing with those?”

“I’m just helping the boys clean up.”

“Well, put them back, I’m gonna start a new batch of tomato plants this season.”

“Sorry, Mrs.” She just shut the door, “Uh!” So, I went back to the hooks, and tried to hang them back up, but they were too high.

They got the mower running again, so Ethan came back, and asked me. “What did she say?”

“Put them back.” So, I handed 1 to him, and he reached up, but I saw the sweaty spots under his arms, right in front of me, and I almost stuck my face under there to smell them, but I didn’t. It was kind of a gross thing to think about, I don’t know what possessed me, but then he held it down again.

“I better go get the ladder or something.”

“Well, how did you get it down in the first place?”

“Well,” he set it on his hand, “I just pushed them up on the bottom, and shook them until the hooks slipped off.”

“Oh,” So, that’s why she needed the watering can with the long spout to hold it up high enough to pour it in, holding her cane in the other hand. “I better get up on your shoulders, so you can hand them up to me, and I can hang them back on the hooks.”

“Good idea.” So he bent down behind me, and I held up the front of my skirt, so he could stick the back of his head up between my legs, and lift me up.

“Hold my legs.” The other boys, they didn’t get frisky, over by the tree in the corner. They just helped me up, and Ethan just held onto my ankles, but at the same time. I had his head between my legs. Yeah turned around the wrong way, but still. My panties were this close to the back of his head, and he was so hot under my legs. His shoulders were damp and sweaty, but it was just the two hangers.

So, I hooked them back up, and before he put me down, the blower stopped blowing, and Kevin was talking to Izeah. Looking up at me, and then Kevin picked up the blower again, and started blowing the leaves out of the corner.

“Oh!” Ethan put me down, “Ahahaha!” I got a little thrill when it felt like he was going to drop me, but he just set me down, and pulled his head back down, from between my legs.

Then, Trevor let the mower go, and started pushing it back over towards the shed. “Huh!” I fanned my face, “I’m getting hot. So, I better go wait for you at the store, in the air condition?”

They had to put the tools back, and take the ladder away, and get their money, so I had a while to wait there.

“Uh, can I use your girl’s room?” The guy behind the counter handed me the key, so I went back behind the coolers, and unlocked it. Washed the sweat off my face first, and looked up at the mirror over the sink.

“Huh, I’m hot.” I pulled at my top, “Aren’t you hot in that sweaty shirt? Why don’t you take it off, and show me your muscles.” I pulled it off, and looked down at my bra. Squeezing them together with my arms, and imagining him looking at me, half topless in my bra. Smiling, I dropped the spaghetti strap, which did nothing to hide the shoulder straps on my bra, and slipped those off my arms. “Huh, this is pretty hot, and sweaty too.”

I had to reach up, behind my back to pull it down, and unhook it.

“I better take it off, too.”

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Izeah (mmBG)

Finally, the old lady unlocked the door, and held out the bill. Her fingers shaking, like dried up sticks and wrinkles, like bark.

So, I took it, and ran off to the store, to break it.

“Hey, were do you think you’re going?” They ran after, while Ethan dragged the ladder.

“I have to go get something, from the store, so I can pay you.”

“Who made you the boss?”

“I did, I got you this job in the first place, and I could use your help on some other yards if you’re interested.”

“Nah, it’s too hot, so you better give me my five bucks, so I can get something to drink.”

Kevin looked back, but Ethan stuck his head through the ladder, to pick it up, and follow us. “Looks like little Ethan’s got a girlfriend.”

“Ha, yeah. It’s about time.” Just like he picked her up, so you could see her legs, and even the side of her underwear, under her skirt.

“She’s not my girlfriend, guys. Wait up.”

“Come on, man.” They patted his back, and took the ladder. “Didn’t you see the way she smiled at you?”

“She always smiles like that, she’s just being nice.”

“She didn’t smile at me like that.” Trevor asked Kevin. “You?”

“No, but what is she, 10?”

“Thirteen, just like me, and she rides the bus to school with me, but we don’t sit together, and I never got a chance to talk to her, really.” He stopped rubbing his shoulders, where the ladder dug into them, and her bare legs were. Just a few minutes ago, but it’s hard to believe how oblivious he still was about girls.

“Well, she’s still pretty skinny for thirteen.”

“Yeah, and she’s not a natural blonde. What’s with those highlights? As if that’s fooling anybody.”

“Yeah, she is. Well, she used to be, but then her hair turned brown. Starting a few years ago.” I informed them, since they’d probably take my word for it, over his.

“Yeah, and the sun bleaches it again, in the summer.” He nodded, “I heard her talking about it on the bus, when her friends asked her what she used to get those highlights.” He stopped, and looked around. “Where’re we taking the ladder?”

“To the store, I have to break the twenty, to pay you guys your share.”

“Good, because she’s going to be there, so you can ask her yourself.”

“Who cares about her highlights anyway?”

“No, whether she likes me, or not. She just wanted to help.”

“Oh yeah, then why’s she waiting at the store for you, so you can spend your money on her?”

“Yeah, that’s all girls want, is for you to take them out on a date, and spend your money on them.”

“Kevin.” Trevor smacked his head.

“Ow! What was that for?”

“What do you know about dating women, virgin?”

“Yeah, she said she was hot, so she wanted to wait in the air conditioner.”

“What’s wrong with her air conditioner at home, is it broken?”

“She didn’t say.”

“Yeah, but.” I interrupted, “She said she was hot?”

“Yeah, it’s hot.” he shrugged, “I’m hot too, and you’re all sweating. So don’t act like you’re not hot too.”

I just shook my head, while the other two elbowed each other, and laughed.

“You’ve got a lot to learn about girls, but come on. If she’s waiting for you…”

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Kevin (mmBG TW: Racism.)

That Izeah, he’s pretty smart with money, for having such a stupid little brother, but he wanted to tag along, and push the mower, so he let him.

Then this girls showed up, and she didn’t do enough to earn her share, so there’s no way I’d take $4.00 when he promised me 5. I’m not Jewish, but that doesn’t mean that I want to get ripped off by one.

I don’t know what the deal with Ethan is, lying about his girlfriend like that. Hell, if I had a girlfriend in 8th grade, I’d want to tell everyone, but then he told us she said she was “Hot.”

“Yeah, I bet she was,” Trevor elbowed me, so maybe she wasn’t as young as she looked, at first. It was the clothes she was wearing, I guess. Like that top had, frilly things. I don’t know what you call them, ruffles, like a potato chip? They hung down around the top, so you couldn’t tell how flat she was underneath, and yeah. She had tan lines, from a bathing suit, and bra straps, but that didn’t mean anything. It could have been just a training bra under there, for all I could see.

I’m not some pervert, that looks at little girls, and wants to molest them, or anything. I like older women, with big tits. Real ones preferably, but you know how most of them in porn have implants, and stuff. Even if you put Real Tits in the search, you’re just as likely to get fake ones, because whoever tagged it couldn’t tell the difference, but I sure could.

So then, we set up the ladder up front, while Izeah went in to break the twenty, and went to get cold drinks out of the cooler. I didn’t see Charlie hanging around, until she came out of the back hall, with a board that had Lady’s written on it, and a key hanging off one end.

“There you are.” Izeah didn’t shake her hand, he bent over to hold it up, and kiss it, then sniffed her fingers.

So, me, and Trevor did the same, and Trevor elbowed me after she went up to the counter, to give the key back.

‘she didn’t even wash her hands, did you smell it?’

“What?” I shook my head, but I did smell something, funny on her fingers.

“Well, what do you think she was doing back there, waiting for her boyfriend, all hot, and wet.”

“Oh!” So that’s what it smells like, but of course, being a teenage boy, I’ve had to go to the restroom, for privacy, and not to pee or take a dump, either.

I never thought that girls did that too, but I guess it makes sense. Where else is she going to go, back home? Then, she wouldn’t hook up with Ethan, out front, watching the ladder.

“Well, if he likes doing yard work so much, then he can split his share with her, come on.” I took my tea up to the counter, and held my hand out, to Izeah to give me my $5.

“That be all?”

“Yeah, let me get a box of Marlborough Light 100s.” Like he ordered cigarettes all the time.
He pulled out a 10. Then, he made a show of checking his pockets. “I forgot my wallet.”

“Well, remember to bring it next time.” The guy rang him up, and handed them over, but then he stuck the change in his pocket, for a tip.

Izeah packed them loudly on the way out, then stripped the top off, and threw the foil in the trashcan.

“Real smooth.” He must have a deal worked out to buy smokes under age, for the change.

He pulled one out, but another 2 stuck out with it, and he held it over. “You want one? Come on, man. After a hard day’s work, you deserve it.”

“Okay,” but I just held it, and I didn’t inhale.

“Grab the ladder.”

“Give me that,” Trevor took the butt, and smoked it, so I picked up the ladder, and carried it over my shoulder. It was my ladder anyway, and it wasn’t that heavy, since it’s made out of Aluminum.

Ethan went on ahead, with his girlfriend, and she took his hand, to hold it the whole way, and again, I was kind of jealous. What’s he got that I don’t, in middle school? I mean yeah, I heard stories, from guys in middle school, that said they dated, made out, got hand jobs, and blow jobs, or even went all the way, but I didn’t know whether or not to believe them.

“Hey, we better take this back to the garage, you can smoke there, but it’s air conditioned.”

“Yeah, and get rid of the ladder, we don’t want to drag it around all day.” Trevor turned around, and stopped. “Here,” he pulled it off my head, and carried one end. “It’ll be faster.”

So then, we got back to my house, and Trevor checked the door around the side. It wasn’t looked, so we carried the ladder in, and set it up in the corner.

“Uh, can we have the sofa?” Ethan looked over at each other, and she smiled back. Nodding, and pulling his hand over. To the old couch, dad wanted to throw it away, but I cleared out a space in the garage, so the guys could come over, and hang out.

I never had a girl over, though. Of course, but after they kissed real quick, she rubbed his shirt, and said, “Aren’t you hot?” Pulling it up. “Why don’t you take this off, and cool off a little?”

“Huh!” I just remembered my can of sweat tea, and got it out of my pocket, to pull the tab, pop the top, and take a sip. “Kah!”

She looked over, and smiled. “I’m hot too.” Then, she just crossed her arms, and pulled her top up, over her bra.

“See?” Trevor elbowed me, “I told you she was hot to trot.”

“Sh, guys. If you just want to stand there watching, then keep quiet.” Bossy little thing, but not nearly as flat chested as I expected.

I looked over, and then checked to make sure the door to the kitchen was locked, but by the time I looked back, she already had her bra off. So, I looked over at the guys, who turned away to get their pants open, without looking at each other, but Izeah nodded, and pointed his chin, at my pants.

So, what the hell, I got it out. He just called me “Goyim,” and looked back at his little brother, making out on the couch. And isn’t that racist? If I can’t call a spade a spade, then he doesn’t get to be racist, just because he’s Jewish, and Nazis. It’s not like they get to be the Master Race, either.

“Huh!” She wiped her mouth, grinning, and looked around, until she stopped, looking right at my crank. “He’s not circumcised?”

So, I held my pants up, so they didn’t fall down. Walking over to give her a closer look. “You like it?” holding it out, so my foreskin stretched back over the tip.

“I don’t know, it looks weird.” But she reached out to touch it, and feel around the tip with her fingers, so I pulled it back. She wrinkled her nose, and shook her head. “It smells funny too,” but then she turned back, and looked Ethan in the eyes. “Are you?”

“Circumcised?” I head to step back, so he could stand up, and drop his shorts. “Yeah.”

“We’re Jewish.” His big brother said. As if it wasn’t obvious, Izeah Finklestein.

“Well, I’m sorry, it was hot out there, and I got sweaty.”

“Kevin, come on man. You heard her, if you’re going to stand there whacking off, keep quiet. He’s nervous enough, because it’s his first time.”

“Huh, mine too. I’m a virgin, but. Huh!” She just shook her head, and rolled her eyes. “Oh, come here,” and pulled his pants. Stuck it right in her mouth, and closed her eyes. Took a deep breath through her nose, but then Ethan started shaking.

“Uh, fu fuh! Uh, ngh!”

“Huhuhuh!” His brother just shook his head but didn’t say anything.

“Huh!” Ethan turned around, and plopped down. Grinning, with his eyes closed, and put his head back.

“Huh!” Charlie just leaned back, and crossed her arms, in the corner, but she couldn’t hide her disappointment. “Huh!’ She shrugged, and looked around. “So, you guys aren’t, all still shooting blanks, in high school?”

“No,” Trevor picked his pants up to walk over.

“Huh, well.” She stood up, “at least you’re circumcised too.”

Okay, I get it. It’s not like I had a choice in whether or not I got my foreskin cut off when I was a baby, and I guess, I can always go back. No, of course I don’t want some doctor, taking a knife to my cock, what if his hand slips, and how the fuck am I supposed to keep it up with them all making fun of it like that?

“Uh, no. Don’t.” Trevor tried to push her head down, but she shook it, and pulled his hand off. “I don’t want to, but you can feel me up if you like.” She squirmed out of her skirt, and kicked her feet off, but just stick her fingers in her panties, and her knuckles out, rubbing them up and down her slot.

Her hot wet stinky slot, and whatever it smelled like on her fingers, it sure wasn’t anything like clams, oysters, or any other kind of seafood. “Uh, huh! Just like that, not too rough.”

“I know.”

It’s not fair, that I’m the only virgin here, well. Okay, at least Ethan got a blowjob, but he’s only 13, and barely even has any hair on his balls. What the hell does she even see in him?

“You’re a natural blonde?”

“Huh?” She stopped feeling up under Izeah’s shirt, so he let go of his prick, and pulled that off too.

Since everyone else was getting naked, and it’s my house. “Go ahead, and take off the rest of your underwear, so we can all see.”

“Look,” Ethan finally grew some balls, “I’m her boyfriend, so if anybody’s going to get a chance it should be me, first, right?”

“A chance to what?” She turned around, but he looked down, and licked his lips. His hands shook a little, but then he touched her hips, and pulled out the waistband, to slip them down her legs, and over her ass cheeks.

Sure enough, not only did she have pubes, but they were, well. Not blonde, but light brown, and Izeah said that she used to be blonde when she was younger, but also Ethan said he heard her telling her friends how the sun bleached her hair, and gave her highlights in the summer.

Then, Ethan sat down, and licked his lips again. He pulled her panties around her knees, so she got up, on the couch with him, and held his head up between her legs, to eat her out.

“Oh, huh! Yeah, higher. A little hiyah!” She jumped, and wiggled her bare butt so the cheeks jiggled together. “HhuhH! Yeah, lick it there. Lick it right there real good uhuhuhH! AhuhuhH!”

Then, I risked reaching out to touch her shoulder, but she looked over, and bit her lip, nodding, so I felt down lower, and got a handful of nice soft how sweaty titty. The other boys felt her up too, and not just the other side, but Kevin got both hands full of ass, and she started really humping his face.

“Uh huh huh!” Reaching out, and catching my cock, she grabbed Kevin’s to, and held on, but humping, and grinding like that, she shook them, and her tit bounced in my hand, and Izeah rubbed his on her back, then down to hotdog her buns, and it was so exciting, I couldn’t help it.

“Uh shit! Ahhh, fuck huh!” I cracked my eyes, to see it shoot out, and the first couple shots on her tan arms, and a little spot in Ethan’s hair, but there’s no telling if that was me or Kevin, because he was grunting, and cumming too, then Izeah stopped, and shot his load up her back, but then I finished first, and held onto the back of the couch, to sit down on the arm, and catch my breath, while the other two finished, and let her go, to pull up their pants, and tucked back into their underwear.

“Whew!” I wiped the sweat off my forehead, and Charlotte turned around, to plop down, and frantically finish with her fingers. “Hhuhuhuhuh! HhuhHhHhuh!” She just breathed like that, shaking, and knocking her knees together, but I got up, and fixed my pants.

Kevin handed me my cold can, so I could take a sip, and roll it across my forehead to cool off. then, the guys high fived all around, while we picked up our shirts, and Charlotte got up.

“Uh,” wiping the jizz off her arms first, “You got a towel or something, so I can clean up?”

“Yeah,” I dug out a shop towel from the rag box, “Here.”

“Let me help you.” Ethan came up behind her, running water in the laundry sink, then the side door swung open to let in the sunlight with a lot of hot dry air.

“I’m gonna grab a smoke, you guys want one?”

“Yeah, me too.”

“You mean grab a butt?” I joked, but I followed them out to the side yard.

“Let’s leave the love birds alone together.”

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Ethan (mf)

Somebody had to clean off her back, but a lot of it stuck to the couch cushions when she sat down.

“Uh, so you still want to go out with me, after that?” Oh yeah, and I should probably get that money from my brother first.

“Of course!” She turned around, and took my face in her hands, “Now more than ever but.” She looked up, and giggled. “You got a little.” She took the wet washcloth, and wiped it on my hair.

I just shook my head, and tried not to think about what that might be.

“Huh, don’t feel bad about, not jizzing yet. I don’t care about that, but. You do have a little grass on the field.” She squeezed them through my pants. “So, play ball?”

“I don’t know, if they mean boys when they say things like that.”

“Well, why not? Oh, don’t worry. I know you’ll just get bigger, and better from now on, it just means you’re probably going to start soon.”

“Yeah, I guess.” That explains why I hadn’t started having wet dreams yet. “And you’re okay with the guys doing all that to you?”

“Huh, yeah. It got a little crazy there but I’m glad. Oh, you’re not jealous?”

“No, I’m just wondering I guess. If that wasn’t a little scary for you?”

“No,” she thought. “Well, think about it this way, if a bunch of high school girls wanted to strip you down, and feel you all over, would you be scared?”

“I don’t know, if I could satisfy all off them. I think my tongue was about to cramp up there, but maybe if some of them were lesbians, they could help out?”

“Ah! Hahauhehihn!”

“I love your laugh. You’ve got such a beautiful laugh, it sounds almost like a musical instrument.”

“Huh, well I love your tongue, and everything else about you. I love you.”

“I know,” I feel a little stupid about not noticing before, but when she smiled at me, i just thought, well. I didn’t know what to think, “But I love your smile. I think that’s my favorite part, when you smile at me, like this?” Especially when she laughs.

“Thanks.”

Then, there was a thump at the door, and the door knob rattled, before we heard a key in the lock, and I had to find a shirt for her real quick. It didn’t matter who’s, but I threw her Kevin’s, because that was the closest, but it was too late.

“Kevin?” His mom looked out, and dropped a laundry basket. So, I stepped in front of Charley, because all she could do was hold it up in front of her. “Oh.”

“Uh, I think he’s around front, with his friends.”

“Hello,” she smiled over my shoulder, and Charlie put her head down, to hide her face. “Well, if he’s letting you use the garage.”

“We’re just cleaning up, and he said we could use your sink, but nothing happened, it’s not what it looks like.” She made excuses, as fast as she could think them up, but Kevin’s mom just pulled the door, and locked it back. Pulling the key out, while I caught my breath, and Charlie just broke down laughing.

“Hihhhn! God, how embarrassing, but at least she was pretty cool about it.”

“Yeah,” at least I got a chance to pull my pants on, and she didn’t come looking for him while we’re in the middle of. All that, whatever you called what happened on the couch, an orgy?

Finally, Charlie got her clothes back on, while Kevin was getting yelled at, for smoking in his yard, and when we came out, they were all gone. Except for Kevin, that got dragged back in by his mom. I guess she’s not that cool about him smoking.

“Come on,” I took her hand, “I’ll walk you home,” and as sweaty as they got, I never let her go.

“You don’t smoke, do you?”

“No.”

“Good, because it’s a nasty habit. You’re Jewish?”

“Yeah, kinda but I don’t keep Kosher. Don’t tell mom, but I can’t resist a good cheeseburger.”

“A bacon cheeseburger?”

“No, just cheeseburgers.”

“Oh, I thought it was just bacon.”

“No, it’s pork, shelfish, mixing meat, and dairy, there’s a lot of stuff we’re not supposed to eat, but.” I couldn’t help a dirty little grin. “It’s not as hard as I thought it would be. I mean, it was pretty easy, once you told me where to look for it, but I also expected it to be. You know.”

“Hard? No, it’s just a clit. That is what you’re talking about, right?”

“Hahah, yeah.”

“Well, it’s not a penis, so it doesn’t get hard like one, but you did great. Your first time.”

“Thanks, I thought since you had to finish yourself off.”

“Oh no. I just couldn’t stand up on the sofa like that any more, and the boys were done, but if you want to try again.”

“Yeah, you bet I do!”

“Well, try to be cool around my dad, at least. My mom knows.”

“What?”

“That I’ve got a crush on you? Or I did, ever since 4th grade, but now I guess it’s something more.”

“Yeah,” I’ve got a girlfriend now. “I’m not going to wash my face for weeks.” I can still smell her, every time I breathe in through my nose.

“So how in the world is that Kosher?”

“I don’t know. They don’t really say much about it in the law at all, to be honest. Except once a month, and uh.” I tried to remember, back to Ezekiel. “A week after I think, but who cares about that? I don’t even know if I believe in God any more, and even if I did, He’s got know it’s impossible to remember all those rules, and follow them.”

“So, you won’t make me wait a whole week after my period to eat me out again?”

“No, after I tasted forbidden fruit, I doubt I can wait that long, either.”

“Good.”

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