Remind Him

Some things are best left forgotten? Not these things!

"We kissed! Last night your drunk ass **** it's lips on mine and we made out before having the best sex of our lives!"

"Ah," Bob blushes (for the first time?), searching for words. "Well, you said it yourself, I was drunk."

"Bobby...."

"What?"

"Don't you love me?"

Bob just stands there, head in hand, looking at you with the most serious face you've ever seen from him. He takes a long time thinking, considering his next move. Then he grabs you and shoves his tongue into your mouth, just like yesterday. And just like yesterday, you let him do whatever he wants. He loves me too!

"I love you," He tells you when it's over.

"Yeah, I kinda guessed," You giggle, kissing him again. He pushes you onto the couch and you cuddle like virgin lovers, completely lost in yourselves. Eventually you hear a car pulling up to the drive-way.

"Damn, they're here," Bob says.

"I don't want to go," you whine, "I don't ever want to leave you."

"I know, but you need to. Shit," he laughs, "We didn't even clean up from yesterday, I'm going to get so much shit from dad."

"When can I see you again?" You ask, dreading the answer.

"Why not tonight?" He answers, relieving your worries.

With a final kiss goodbye, he ushers you out the back door. This time, you remember to undress before coming home.