Chapter 11

“Do you remember my friend Sharon? I told her what we did the day after our first time, and she called me a liar. She said I was too much of a ‘nice’ girl to have pre-marital sex. You and I played innocent before, and we can again. How about this? I’ll come over to your house at nine tomorrow. I’ll park out back, so people won’t see my car on the street, and I’ll come home to get ready for work. You can pick me up there like always.” She started massaging me through my pants, so I did the same to her.

I dreamed about her all night and woke to the sounds of my parents leaving for work. I had a quick breakfast, showered and shaved, dressed in jeans and a tee, and changed the sheets on my bed.

At nine, Katie knocked quietly on the basement door. Her hair was in a pony tail, revealing her high forehead and delicate, pretty face. When she took her jacket off, it was obvious she wore no bra under her shirt, little nipples making points in the fabric. “I don’t think anyone saw me. Are your parents both at work?”

“They were leaving when I woke up. So were all the neighbors. Come in.”

“Look at what came in the mail.” She pulled an envelope from her purse and unfolded a copy of her divorce decree. “I’m legally single. We can do what we want.”