Debbie and Me

"Mom! I'm going over to Brian's!" you call, as you head out the door. Your mom doesn't get a chance to answer, but you know exactly what she'll say. "Okay, hon, be back sometime this week." Brian's your best friend, and his family has practically adopted you over the years. Your life would be fairly boring if they didn't - both your parents are engineers, and spend ninety percent of their time at the office. Half the time they even sleep there. You've even taken to calling Debbie, his mother, Mom when you're around.

Debbie's a great woman... you can barely believe the bombshell is thirty-five. Her face screams "I'm twenty, dammit!" with twinking green eyes, she flirts constantly with anything that moves - jokingly, of course - and her figure is on that nice line between athletic and voluptuous. On more than one occasion you've had a nice little daydream about fucking her silly... but now, you shake that off as you walk up to Brian's. You ring the door, and Brian's younger sister Sandra opens it. She's just now 18, but like her mom, she looks younger... maybe 15. She's tiny.

"Yeah, whaddayawant?"

"Just came to hang out with Brian. Is he up yet?" You crane your neck around her, trying to see if he's in his usual Saturday position, vegged out on the couch with a bowl of Sugar Bombs and a carton of grape juice.

"Long since. Didn't he tell you?"

"Tell me what?"

"Duh, he left for camp at 5 AM!" You slap your head. Yep, this was the day that Brian's camp counselor job began... and your best friend is gonna be gone for two and a half months.

"Aw, crap..."

"Well, I don't think Mom's gonna mind you sticking around. She might need some help around the house, anyway.... HEY. MOM!" You wince. "Weed's here. I'm going to the mall!" You wince again as she slips out, closing the door. You never did get used to their nickname for you, although the fact that Debbie came up with it made it a little easier to bear... she says it's because you "shot up like a weed" in your last growth spurt. You sigh, looking around the house.