Date night

Rat-a-tat-tat, I rattled the letterbox at number 7. Mimi lived in a nice little leafy cul-de-sac. I didn't have to wait long for the door to open. A large man in overalls appeared at the door. He was almost twice my size, balding and with a bushy moustache. His eyes bulged at me. "What do you want?" he asked in distinctly uninviting tones.

"umm, I'm here to pick up Mimi?" I ventured.

"The fuck you are." He looked me up and down in disgust and slammed the door in my face.

I was gob-smacked. I stood facing the red wooden door, my nose inches from its surface. Suddenly I heard squeals. Mimi was obviously trying to get out and being restrained by her parents. "We did not bring you up to go out whoring at night with any boy who appears at the door!" a female voice yelled.

"Get to your room and stay there you little slut!" boomed her father.

"No, I won't" screamed Mimi "Let me go!"

"Do what your father says Miranda or there'll be trouble!" shouts back her mother. (Miranda! so that was what Mimi stood for!")

I can't take any more of this. "PLEASE!" I shout straining to be heard through the door and over the fighting, "Open the door and let me in".

In a couple of seconds the door is opened and Mimi's amazed looking father is standing there looking at me incredulously. "You're still here!"

"Yes, please calm down and invite me in."

"Sure." he says,"looking a little dazed. come in, take a seat!"

"Thanks"

"Who is it Arthur? Is it that boy again. You should kick his ass. I..." she starts, then sees me take a seat on the armchair by the TV in her lounge. "What the...? Is this the scum that's leading our Miranda astray?" she says. "You should be ashamed of yourself!" Mimi's mother appears to be in her forties, still quite attractive, but with a furious expression. She wears a floral print sleeveless dress that comes down to just below her knees.

"Oh, please sit down and behave yourself." I said. "Both of you. Please like me and want nothing more than that your daughter should sexually satisfy me tonight."

"Oh", their expressions change. "Well, you seem like such a nice boy." said Mom.

"Yes, our Miranda is lucky to have someone like you calling on her." adds her father.

"Thank you." I nod.

At that Mimi enters. Its clear she's been crying. "Wh... what's happening?"

"We're just meeting your friend Miranda. He's lovely. Why didn't you tell us about him?" smiles her father.

"Wh...what?" says Mimi uncomprehendingly, having moments ago been heartbroken and grounded.

"and remember," says her mum, "nice boys like him need their cocks sucked. It shows you like him."

"That's right," agrees her dad vigorously.

"Mom, dad, please". squealed Mimi, looking totally embarassed. Her eyes are still red and she is just wearing a tight t-shirt and jeans. She still looks like the hottest girl in town though. Was I really going to be making out with her tonight with at least a blowjob on the cards?