“Well you better not tell me the little fuckers name or else I’ll kill him.”
“Jealous?”
I scoff so hard she flinches. In the end I just look at her and say; “Me brother. Blowjob sex “Nah,” I say. I’m not a fucking kid. She stares at me, blank eyed, again and then says something so matter-of-factly, so nonchalantly that I actually thought for a moment that I was dreaming. My hands start to roam, up the softness of her legs to her sides, and then I’m pushing the nightgown up and my hands are on her panty-clad bubble butt. Goodnight.”
I grab my headphones, still laughing to myself when she pulls out another blockbuster of a comment.
