“Oh, you naughty girl,” I tease. “Tell me the rest.”
“He explored further, and it felt so good, I closed my eyes. And then I felt his lips on mine, and that was it. That was the moment I fell. We got lost in that kiss and many more that night. We explored each other all night.”
I smile. “A little ‘under the clothes’ action?”
She laughs. “Yes… but he was respectful, and never explored under my underthings… not that time anyway.”
“The next time though…”
She smiles. “Yes, the next time we found ourselves on a soft blanket in a field, and everything came off. He even…” Her words trail off, and I’m not happy.
“He even what?!” I practically scream.
Her gazes darts across the room to Christian. “He… pleasured me… orally.”
Lucky bitch.
“Wow.”
“I’d never experienced that before, and needless to say, I very much appreciated it.”
“I bet you did,” I say, wondering when the last time I was… six years. Keith wasn’t good for much, but he was good at that. I do miss it. For a brief second, I imagine Colton…No, no, no!
“How long had you been with Caleb at this point?” I ask, surprised by her statement.
“Seven years.”
“Seven years and he never…”
“Well, back in those days… we weren’t as free as you young kids are today.”
“I’m all done!” Christian announces, standing right next to me. I’d been so engrossed in Judy’s story, I didn’t even notice him standing there. Judy pinches his cheek playfully. “Thank you, my sweet boy.”
She flattens her wrinkled hand on the arm of her chair and slowly pushes herself up. “I’ll go get you your money.” She insists on paying him a dollar every time he organizes for her. I keep telling her she doesn’t have to, but she insists. And it makes Christian so happy. A dollar is a lot for a seven-year-old.
“Is it time to go?” he asks me, and I check the big clock on the wall. Time has flown again. I need to get him into a bath and into bed. And if history is any indication, it will take a while for Judy to finish telling me her story.
She comes back with the dollar, and hands it to Christian who smiles from ear to ear.
“Thank you, Mrs. Green,” he says, just like I taught him. What a good boy. My pride and joy.
