Truth of The Matter

By the time I get to my house, they’re still going at it. They haven’t stopped at all.

Cain’s hands are now inside of Georgie’s pants. He’s grabbing her ass with both hands and pushing her against his crotch. Georgie is making such sweet moaning sounds that I’m considering jumping in the backseat with them as soon as I pull up… but my phone starts ringing that same second.

It’s my father, so I just sigh and get out of the car to answer.

“Yeah?”

“Whenever you have time, your mother and I would love to have a conversation with you about your new situation. We need to know your plans for the future… regarding the boy,” he says, muttering the last part. I close my eyes for a second. He talks to me like this when he’s frustrated by something. Not mad, because he doesn’t really get mad at me. Frustrated, yes.

“Honestly, I already told you guys everything I know so far. This is really, really new,” I say and look around my street. There’s no one around, so I don’t bother Cain and Georgie. I