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"Bullshit," said the woman, sternly, nearly knocking me off the tube and into the pool with her voice. "I was sitting on the porch last night and I heard you two talking. That sounded like you were pleading, begging, and I had to laugh. On one hand I was proud of my daughter, but on the other I was disappointed in you. I didn't think you were that kind of boy."
My mind jumbled, listening to my girlfriend's mom lecture me. "Oh, what can I expect? You're 18, you're a man, and I bet you are preoccupied by sex? I bet she sent you home last night with, what do you guys call it, blue balls?"
My ears couldn't believe the sound coming from Mrs. Penniwell's mouth. I mean, never had I heard such, well frank language, not even from my health teacher. She was right, of course, I wanted to bang her daughter, and yet I couldn't admit to it for fear of the consequences.
We sat in silence, she on the chair, me in the pool, for several minutes before Mrs. Penniwell spoke. "It's okay, Jon, no more lecture. You know how I feel and I better not catch you going to far with Janet. Neither Mr. Penniwell or I will not stand for anything, or anyone, getting in the way of her college education."
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