Byron pulled his hand from my underwear. *Sorry*. He was looking down at the blob of sperm running into my shoe. I shuddered/ pulled it off in disgust...and grabbed for some toilet paper. I wiped my foot and dabbed my shoe dry. The trace of slime trickling over my skin was all sticky/ horribly jelly-like. Byron was embarrassed. He zipped himself back up. I slipped my breast back into my bra/ sorted out Jans trousers and finally said *Dont worry about it. Im not going to freak out or anything*.. Dad's pasta was a special pasta I make. Several years before Becky started to say I always made it when I was happy and started calling it, Dad's pasta. It had become our own inside joke.She smiled, "That would be perfect." Becky poured herself onto the couch and started watching with me. I quickly got caught up in the program, a spaghetti western. A while later I looked over at Becky. She was appraising me intently. I couldn't tell what she was thinking, but I was uneasy with the intensity of. More

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