You get a bad review

You and Mary try to enjoy the movie, but you can't get your mind off of what her mom said. You can kind of understand where her mom was coming from. She only wanted the best for her daughter. Still, this was a bit ****. I mean she was actually going to call you ex-girlfriend, to find out how good you are in bed? And what if Samantha said you were lousy, just to spite you?

"What wrong, John?" Mary pulls you out of thought.

"Huh, oh just thinking some about your folks," you explain. "They're not quite what I expected."

She nods. "Well, they are a bit unique, but that's just who they are."

You wonder if she knows anything about her mom's little plan. You need to ask, without giving too much away. "Marry, I know you want to wait before we have sex, and I know it has something to do with your parents, but are you wanting to wait for marriage, or something else?"

"Mom always said that if it's the right boy, it will be the right time," she tells you. "But if it's the wrong boy, every time will be the wrong time."

"I'm not sure I follow."

"She said when she lost her virginity, it was a horrific experience. She almost decided to give up on men in favor of a good vibrator. But she says she then met my dad. Ever since they hump like bunnies. It's a little embarrassing; I can even hear them in my room. But I know they're happy, and that's what I want."

All you can do is wait for your review, and hope for the best.

About 9:00 the next morning you wake to your mom calling, "John!! John!! You have a phone call!! Are you up yet?"

You rub the sleep from your eyes. "Huh? Yeah, just a sec!" you shout back. You pick up your extension, still a little groggy. "He-hello?"

"John?" came the female voice on the other end. "It's Marie, Mary's mom?"

"Do you have it?!!" your mom shouted to you from down stairs.

"I got it!!" you return your attention to the phone, just as you hear your mom hang up the other line. "Yeah, sorry about that. What do you need?"

"Well, I wanted to tell you that I spoke to Samantha last night."

"Already?!" Your surprised that she was moving this fast. Heck you were still hoping the bit about calling Samantha was a bluff. "What did she say?"

"Well," Marie started. "She was rather hurt by your brake up, but she's found someone else, and at least claims to be glad you have too. As for your review," here it comes, "She said you were very big, but she tended to do all the work. I have to give you no more than a C- with information like that."

"C-?" you gasp. "Come on! Are you sure she's not just saying that to make me look bad?"

"Honestly, I can't... yet." Yet? "Being big helps you, but that only make you a good fuck to someone who knows how to fuck good. Mary has no experience, and so it would be up to you to take charge of your first time together."

"So what does that mean?" you ask. "I mean, where do I go from here?"

"It means I will have to teach you some things beyond, tab A and slot B." she tells you.

"Teach me?"

"How soon can you come over?" she asks.

"Umm... Maybe half an hour, why?"

"I told you. I'm going to teach you how to do more than fuck. I'll show you love making."

You can't believe you're hearing this. "You aren't saying that you and I will..." you voice trails off.

Marie giggles on the other end. "You'll just have to come over to find out."

"But," you stammer. "What about Mary?"

"This is all for her benefit," she tells you. "Besides, if and when you get to try your test you skills on me, that will be your final exam. First there is some in class work, and maybe even homework for you. But you should hurry. We have a lot to cover today."