First a conversation.

You quickly put your clothes on before you walk into the house. As you walk into the living room, you see Christine sitting on the couch, watching television. She looks at you and gives you a wink. She beckons you over with her finger. Shyly, you walk over to the couch and sit next to her. Christine puts her arm around you and pulls you close. “I have to be honest with you when my mom took you in, and she saw that I had a crush on you and made me promise not to act on it because she was afraid that it might screw the situation up or something. Then, when mom was dying, she told me that she understands how much I care for you and again made me promise not to act on my fantasies of us until you were eighteen.” She pauses to let that sink in. “Now, as I said, I made a promise to my self not to fuck you, at least not until you graduated. After today, I am not sure if I can keep that promise.” She looks at you with a look of contemplation. “Now I know you have a date tonight, and I have to admit, that might have led to what happened. I got a little jealous. But I don’t want you to get a bad reputation for screwing with Anne.”

“What are you saying?” You ask, confused by what she just said. She purses her lips and looks at you.

“I am saying that you have to go on the date with Anne, and if something happens, it will not affect what I feel for you. In other words, I would still like to continue what we started today.” She replied with a smile. “Now go get ready for your date, we will talk about this later.” She said before patting me on the back.