“No, not at all, I learned everything from taking care of Clay, which means I made some mistakes every now and then, but it was totally worth it.”

“You love him very much don’t you?”

“Yes, I do, I mean who couldn’t love him, I wish babies could stay this way forever, they’re so innocent and trusting.”

“I know what you mean. So have you always been taking care of Clay?”

“Yeah, pretty much when school is over, my sister goes to work until pretty late she’s too tired to take care of him, so I have to.”

“What about your brother or your parents can’t they help?”

“Glen? Take care of a baby? He still has our mom cook breakfast for him and cut the crust off his bread. As for my parents, they get home around six, and get ready to go out as soon as they get home. Then they leave and I’m left to take care of Clay, I don’t mind, I love taking care of him.”

“You shouldn’t have to, you should be going out, acting like a teenager, not your parents, they should be the adult.”

“Well, they’re not, so I have to. It doesn’t, come on, let’s go to my room. I just want to relax with you, please.”

“Ok, I’ll drop this for now.”

I blew a sigh of relief, I didn’t want to argue with her, I wanted to just relax and enjoy my time with her. I sat down on my bed and pulled her down with me. I kissed her slowly telling her how I felt. Soon I was biting her lip while she asked for permission to enter my mouth, which I quickly granted. I moaned as I felt her massage my tongue with her own. Ashley slowly moved me back on the bed as she got on top of me. I move my arms so that they are around her neck. She starts to slowly move her hands down my body until she reaches the hem of my shirt. She slowly goes under my shirt and grab my breast softly. I start running my hands through her back. I moan loudly as I feel cup my breast until I realize that I’m still babysitting.

“Ash, stop,” I say breathlessly.

“What’s wrong? Did I do something wrong? It’s too soon right, I knew, I am so sor..”

I interrupt her by kissing her. “No, it’s not that, baby. My nephew is in the other room and I don’t want him to wake up and hear us, I’ll never hear the end of it from my mother.”

“Oh yeah, I forgot, sorry babe.”

“You have to leave soon, my family is coming home soon, and they are no exactly ‘yay, gay!’ I‘m sorry to have to kick you out like this.”

“It’s ok, my parents are the same way, I’ll see you at school tomorrow.”

“Alright, see you tomorrow.” I walk her to the door and kiss her one more time before she drives off. I wonder what will happen tomorrow at school. Are we together or are we friends at school? I guess I’ll find out tomorrow.