Of course, just walk right over.

You pass your mom on the way out the house and tell her, “I’m just going next door real quick.”

“Ok, just don’t be too long. Dinner will be ready in the next half an hour,” she tells you.

The perks of being an otherwise good son and well-behaved boy, in general, is that you are given the freedom and trust an 18-year-old deserves.

You knock on Rebecca’s front door and she opens it seconds later having been expecting you. You say a quick greeting to her family on the way through as you are whisked through and into her bedroom.

Katherine is already there sitting cross-legged on the bed in a pale peach jumper and black pants. She does not look happy.

“Hey Kat. What’s the matter?” you ask seeing her glowering expression.

“Your friend Michael is an asshole,” Katherine tells you straight out.

“Whoa! What happened? I thought you guys hit it off,” you say, shocked by the turn of events from what Michael told you earlier.

“He was nice and all but I just wasn’t interested in anything happening after making the switch with you back to Rebecca,” Katherine explains.

What did she say she would have been interested in something happening before that?

Continuing, “he tried getting all grabby when he dropped me off so I kneed him in the balls and walked off.”

Stunned your friend would be like that you say, “shit that’s not what he told me happened at all. I’m really sorry I set you up with such an asshole.”

“What did he say happened?” Katherine asks, interested to hear what Michael had to say about their night last night.

“Well, that you went all the way together,” you say embarrassed to be talking about it with Kat.

“What! That creep!” Katherine cusses.

“Carla’s the one that slept with their date last night not Katherine,” Rebecca chimes in.

“Lyndsay didn’t tell me that!” it’s now your turn to be shocked at new information.

“And nor should he if he wants it to ever happen again,” Rebecca says vehemently.

Confused for a moment that the girls know each other’s private lives but us guys can’t, you say, “so you girl’s talk about everything…”

Katherine and Rebecca quickly look at each other and smile. Katherine adding slyly, “we don’t share everything. I don’t know about you going off in Becca’s mouth last night at all.”

You can’t help but turn a deep shade of red in embarrassment as the girls collapse onto the bed in a fit of laughter. You let them continue like this for a while until you have to think about getting back over to your house for dinner.

Telling Rebecca, “I kind of have to be getting back, so…”

“Oh, just make out with him already Becky!” Katherine orders.

Rebecca jumps up off the bed from her spot next to Katherine and comes to you. You take each other in your arms and kiss hot and heavy. Rebecca pulling you back down onto her bed so that she is on her side between you and Katherine reading a magazine to ignore the pair of you. Your kissing is passionate as any young romance is and Becca is soon breathless from it, her breathing fast and laboured. You open you eyes at some point and look past Rebecca who is pretending to read but has her gaze locked on the pair of you as she bites her bottom lip between her teeth.

The show continues for several minutes before Katherine interrupts the pair of you by whacking Rebecca on the bum with her rolled up magazine. The smack driving Becky’s hips into your swollen crotch. You both separate reluctantly. You having to hide the bulge in your pants on the way out from Rebecca’s family and Katherine’s eagle eye.

The last thing you tell the girls before you leave is that you will see them both in class tomorrow.