"You seem a bit tense, Ben," Jennifer commented, noticing Ben's tensed up muscles. "Do you want to do this somewhere more comfortable?"
"Uh, um, sure," Ben suavely responded. "Uh, where?"
"Well, how about your bedroom?" suggested Jennifer.
Ben felt like he was driving a car on a mountain road at 150mph. He had no clue just what was going on, but he was determined to stay on the road. "Okay, ah, that'll work."
Jennifer set the vanilla extract on a ledge, and the two of them walked upstairs.
Upstairs, there were four bedrooms: Ben's room, his mom's room, his twin sister Jane's room, and his older sister Rhonda's old room. Rhonda was coming back from University today for a few weeks. Jane had band practise late every weekday. Ben's father had deserted them when Ben was just three, so this meant that none of Ben's family were home right now -- except for Ben's mom, who would be busy downstairs until dinner.
These were things that Ben normally took for granted, but which now seemed to be crucial information. Ben had no idea what Jennifer wanted to do, and so he was glad no-one would be barging in on them.
They entered Ben's room. Jennifer wandered to Ben's bed to sit, and Ben carefully and quietly closed the door behind him. He turned around to look to Jennifer, not sure what Jennifer wanted him to do. Jennifer looked at him puzzlingly as well.
"Aren't you going to sit down with me and grope me?" asked Jennifer. |