Help Me Out, Stepsis—this Itch Needs Your Special Touch

I walked away looking at the ground. My cake awaited me, candles already burning. We swirled our tongues around each other for a good time before we pulled back and looked at each other. My heart started to race as thoughts started to run through my head. But when it came time for me to go inside, I would ask her if she’d like to come in and hang out more but she always nicely declined, saying she had other things she needed to do at home or her parents would ground her. We proceeded to sit down on my bed, still in my thong. But what really was on my mind was if Jamie was going to come over or not. We all walked back into the house. We would talk for at least an hour or two, bouncing stupid thoughts off each other. “Now, Katie, me and your Father did all that we could for you, so I hope you like it! “I..Uh..” I stuttered as I looked down.