I went upstairs to my computer at eight thirty because I had gotten bored of playing the same few songs on piano. I could see every detail from her boobs to her flat stomach. XXX I got my keys and threw on a sweatshirt and went out to my grey Toyota Carolla. I turned down her long and rocky driveway, the car bounced as it traveled towards Megan’s house. We chatted about the neighborhood, our interests, she asked me about my senior year in high school and about colleges I was looking at. I waited for the front door to close and watched my mother walk down the street. As I was ascending my favorite “D scale” as my mother walked into the living room where I was playing; She told me that she




















