Seventeen years old.

​     On Beth Brogan's bed, Adam's steady, in the hour after they got home from school and the hour before her mother got home from work. They'd been getting naked together for weeks, they knew all about how to get each other off, but they'd never gone "all the way". 

​     That afternoon, though, for whatever reason...and it was Beth who decided.

​     Actually, Adam was good with the almost daily dick suck. 

     Beth was a redhead and nothing but skin and bones and freckles all over her pale white skin. 

     They'd both already climaxed once, but they still had fifteen minutes to go before Mom showed up, so they continued making out. Adam got hard again, and Beth rolled over onto her back, like, okay, get on top of me, let's do it. They had to work a little to get to that second orgasm. They were both drenched in sweat and panting by the time they finished, and Mom was due home any second.

     "Hurry! Hurry!" Beth yelled. "Get dressed!"  

     They still panted as Mom pulled into the driveway.

     "I need to get on the pill," Beth said.

     As Mom opened the front door to come inside, Adam looked behind her to see, floating in the air like a hummingbird, a piece of newspaper in flames, burning red. 

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