I remember the first time when I was a teen and I brought home a girl. It was a school day and I skipped class with a girl named Debby. My mom worked right across the street at a lumber store, so we snuck in the back door. I was cool and had a water bed and we rolled around in the waves for a while and then we heard a clunk and a wump. Quicker than you can say "Dr. Boogie" my mom swung the door open and Debbie had sprung up from the bed. The angle of the door and the way my mom was standing she didn't see Debbie sitting on the end of the bed doing up her bra and shirt and my mom asked "What are you doing home?" I layed back on the bed and replied "Came home,headache" and she left
Debbie was freaked and left
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