Neighbours (Lawn mowing part 5)
A few weeks later, my mother wondered about something. “Do you remember what you said about that summer evening?” “When?” said I. “When you were home alone all summer and there was a party and… with the neighbors?” “Oh yes, that night I remember very well.” “When you were fucked by all the neighbors on the couch.” “Yes, I remember.” “Dad and I have talked to the neighbors, and they are ready for a new round.” “What do you mean?” “We have planned for the four ladies, Helen, Maryan, you and I to stand on the sofa and guess who is fucking us.” “Wow,” I exclaimed. “It sounds wild. When is it going to take place? ” “Now on Saturday,” Mom said. “Are you with us?” “Ehh… yes.” “Nice. You will get more details later” …