Of my parents, mom was the one who was more forward about discussing sex. Then again dad was, and always had been, a workaholic and Mom pretty much handled everything when it came to me. She knew Friday was Kelly and I's 'fool around' day as she called it, but never embarrassed me by saying anything when I came home.

If she saw me home early she would know Kelly and I had fought and that had been happening more and more lately. Stopping in the kitchen and grabbing a coke, I wondered for the thousandth time if it was me.

Was I being pushy? Was getting a blow job...