He heads home for dinner

Rot couldn't remember being so hungry. He spent a little more time with Colleen so she wouldn't think he was just doing her and then moving on, but as soon as she had pulled herself together enough to walk steadily, he headed for home.

A couple of neighborhood jerks drove by as he walked, honking their horns and swerving at him. Rot waved back, pretending that he believed they were just high spirited rather than football players motivated by Randal to harass Rot.

"No books from the library today, Rot?" his mother asked when he walked in the back door. She was working in the kitchen but he approved of the short shorts and halter top she wore. He tried to remember if his mother had always dressed sexily and came up short. Incredibly, he'd been so self-absorbed as a teen his first time through, he hadn't even noticed his own mother.

"You look great," he said. "And no. I decided to hit the weight room at school instead of the library today."

She put down the pot she was washing with a bang. "What?"

Yeah, maybe he had spent so much time escaping in the library he'd created at least some of his own problems. Well, he had a second chance and he didn't intend to blow it. "

"Don't worry. I intend to get my studies done. In fact--"

A bang indicated that Lauren, accompanied by Wendy, had arrived.

Both girls wore bikinis that showed off incredible figures. The bikinis covered a little more skin than 21st century designs, but the bodies they covered would make 21st century magazines line up and pay big bucks. "Yeah, mom. All of a sudden Rot is a hot property," Lauren announced. "All the girls are talking about him. He sure changed overnight."

His mother stared at him, her gaze lingering, just for a moment on the ridge in his jeans where his dick was once again proud and outstanding. "Yes, Rot does seem to have changed."

"Gotta run," Wendy announced. "See you tonight, Rot."

"I'll be there."

His mother stared at him again. "You have a date with Wendy?"

"Study date," he said. "I'm helping her with programming and she's working with me on my French."

"I can help you with your French," his mother said.

"You know, I just might take you up on that."