“Where’s your father,” Alicia Mead asked her daughter Nancy, “I’m getting awfully tired of trying to keep track of that man!?!” “The last time I saw him was up in the bathroom,” Nancy replied while pouring herself a glass of orange juice, “he was scrubbing the floor around the toilet!!!” “He should have been done with that long ago,” Alicia said irritably, “if I find out he’s been screwing off, I’ll make him wish he damned well hadn’t!!!” “Aw, take it easy on him, mom,” Nancy said between sips of juice, “he’s doing the best he can, after all, you’re pretty hard on him!!!” Alicia Mead spun around to face her daughter and spat, “Don’t you ever take that tone with me young lady, I don’t care that you are eighteen, you’re my daughter and you’ll show some respect, got it!?!” (weiterlesen…)
“Ready for your bath, dear?” Anne Pilson asked. “Yeah, I guess so,” Lindy replied while still doing her homework. “Just give me another minute, okay?” “I’ll go run the water,” Anne replied, “take your time.” Five minutes later Anne could hear her eighteen year old niece climbing the steps to the second floor bathroom. She smiled to herself, still glad that Lindy still enjoyed the Thursday evening baths that had started when she was just a baby. “It’s not to hot is it?” Lindy asked while shedding her clothes. “Test it first,” her mother replied, “I think it’s all right though.” Lindy dipped her toes in and nodded her approval before slipping in now bubbling water. (weiterlesen…)
“Tommy, are you seeing that little Asian girl again tonight?” Doris Evans asked her eighteen year old son. “Yup,” he replied while combing his hair, “I think we’ll hit a movie and stop off for some burgers after the show.” Doris leaned against the bathroom door jam while admiring the build on her only son. Solid as a rock without and ounce of fat and handsome to boot! “Don’t you think it’s time you brought her around to meet me?” she asked casually. “Not yet, mom,” he replied softly. “Maybe in a couple of weeks or so.” Doris was quiet for a few moments before replying, “Son, I’m not asking you, I’m telling you, bring her before the movie, understand?!?” (weiterlesen…)