“You hungry?” she asked me, “What do you wanna eat?”
“Ideally, liver of my ex-boyfriend,” I smiled, cracking a little joke, “But, I will be happy with French toast.”
“I’m glad that your sense of humour is still there,” she grinned, patting my head. Dad wanted us to learn how to be independent and socially and financially responsible for ourselves, so we were to look and get a summer job during these three months. Blowjob sex I forgot the most important detail.”
“What?” he asked me curiously. This interview was no joke, Rachel asked me every little thing she could think of about me, about my knowledge of doing chores and what not. “Don’t shit me, Em. The two of us will be starting our junior year at high school when school reopens at the start of September.
